Chapter 95 The Clean-up Continues

• Mischief shone in his green eyes.
• He smiled, but it faded at my sour expression. "Well...I can't deny that part," he said. "Oh, come on, Sera! You saw what she did last time. She flattened his tyre and added permanent orange dye to his shower gel. He was an Oompa Loompa for an entire week!"
• I forced a pathetic smile onto my lips, quickly becoming a laugh. After calming down for five minutes, we started laughing so hard that we started to wheeze and gasp for air. Tyrone cursed aloud before we heard another sudden shriek from one of the several rooms upstairs.