Chapter 112: A Morning Debate
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The sun filtered through the curtains of Adam's small but tidy dorm room, casting a warm glow on the chaos unfolding inside.
Adam sat slumped in his chair near his desk, his head resting on his hand as he stared at the absurdity before him.
His bed, which had always been his sanctuary, was now occupied by Anya, who lay sprawled across it with an air of complete indifference.
Lily, standing by the door, looked like she was about to explode. Her hands were planted firmly on her hips, and her piercing gaze alternated between Adam and Anya.
"Adam, what is going on here?" she demanded, her voice sharp and accusatory.
Adam glanced at her, his expression a mix of irritation and resignation. "What does it look like? Anya's here, and she's not exactly taking no for an answer."
Lily's eyes widened in disbelief. "Are you seriously just letting her stay? This is a boy's dorm room, Adam. She cannot be here!"
