Chapter 160 Lending A Helping Hand

• The flat door slammed shut behind Princely, but he didn't even flinch. He was frustrated and didn't even care about anything else. Noble, who was watching a movie when he stepped into their flat, raised a brow.
• “Rough night?” He asked, already knowing the answer. Princely always carried his mood on his sleeves. It wasn't that difficult to know when he was frustrated and when he wasn't. He switched the movie off so he could focus on him.
• “Fuck yes!” Princely paced the floor, running his hands through his hair. The living room felt too small, and the walls too close, for the young student who just wanted to vent his frustrations. “She wasn't in the mood.”