This was totally unreasonable.
"Ugh..." Phoebe sighed. "I would rather not bathe for a month and certainly not shower in such a place. Showering at this place will only get me dirtier and dirtier, right?"
While saying that, she walked to the bedside and shook the quilt to clean it up a little. When she was cleaning the room, Thomas double-checked the room to ensure there were no issues.
After a while, there was a knock at the door.
A tender child's voice was heard. "Guest, your dinner has been delivered..."
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