The piercing scream startled Dirk Carter awake.
He sat up abruptly.
Still dazed.
A loud smack.
A slap landed on his face.
Holding his burning cheek, Dirk saw Sheryl Schultz's face full of "essences," and instantly understood what was going on.
"Miss Sheryl, last night..."
He didn't have a chance to finish.
Sheryl exclaimed, "Jerk, you scoundrel! I thought you were a good guy, but you're just like the others, boohoo..."
After speaking.
She jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom.
Soon after.
Sheryl, now clean, returned from the bathroom.
By this time, she was already dressed.
Dirk hurriedly explained, "Miss Sheryl, it's not what you think, last night I didn't... didn't bully you. It was your... sleepwalking that caused it."
Sheryl snorted coldly.
Demanded, "You're saying the stuff on my face, I put it there myself?"
"No... that's not..."
Dirk was at a loss for words.
After all, no one could testify about what happened last night.
She glared at Dirk.
