"What's wrong with messy?" Aleron immediately smirked- Catching that she must not like messy things. So he purposely left his plate on the counter with his half eaten sandwich, dropping the towel around his shoulders to the floor with one still around his waist, looking into the fridge and grabbing a jug of juice in which he poured himself a glass- Just as purposely spilling the smallest amount on the counter.<br/><br/>"Oops. Looks like I made a mess,<span style="font-style: italic">babe</span>." He chuckled, drinking his juice before leaving the glass on another counter, then walking towards the bedroom casually.