The room was small, but he endured it.
The bed was tiny, not enough for him and her, but he endured it too.
No air conditioning, he endured.
But with no fans, not even mosquito repellent, mosquitoes flying everywhere, buzzing near his ears, Watt couldn't take it anymore.
To him, Summer Sutton was practically suffering here.
If he hadn't come, was she still planning to stay here for a few more days?
Tossing and turning on the bed, after an hour of lying there, Watt still couldn't fall asleep.
Utterly bored, he fumbled around the bedside for a book to use as a fan, swatting at the mosquitoes around the bed.
His movements were so light, Summer Sutton didn't even notice.
Summer actually didn't fall asleep at first either; in this heat, anyone who could sleep must be a god.
But eventually, sleepiness overcame her, and she slowly drifted off.
Furthermore, with Watt helping ward off mosquitoes, Summer Sutton barely got bitten throughout the night.
