Snippet #1706713

Enerik face redden as she kept on laughing, he should have been used to that. It was not the first time he was laughed at for something like this. "Very well then..." he said clearing his throat trying to stop blushing, "So when you say mansion are you referring to my masters?" he asked, if that was the case he knew how to decorate it and who to trust with certain tasks. He heard Haruma continue to laugh and sighed, "When you are as tall and skinny as me it is...diffucult to get clothing that fit right and doesn't make you look like a bloody bean pole." he explained sheepishly.