Eugene's face almost hit the ground. Did this guy really have to bring his sister close to that one girl he was actively avoiding? He snorted. "Len. I just got a new electric razor. I will shave your hair off."
Len's brows rose. "Bold of you to assume that I will stand still for you."
"Shucks, they're at it again." Claude laughed at the sudden children's fight in front of him. He then turned to Mylene. "Gigi and the rest can walk with you instead. We still need to settle our stuff in our rooms."
"Big Brother Len, can't you just ask Eugene to deal with that? He looks like he likes carrying bags anyway." Mylene pouted, hugging Len's arm some more. "I already said something. I don't want to look like a loser. Please, please, walk me to my room. It's just one time. I won't bother you again, I swear. Please!"
"You can bother me if you like. No need to feel alone." Len glanced at Claude, and the mate only carried the bags Len held.
