Evelyn closed the door to avoid disturbing others.
She strode into the room, following the noise to the bedroom, and upon seeing her silly son treating the soft bed like a trampoline, she instantly raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you howling again?"
Leaning against the doorframe, Evelyn glanced sharply, loudly interrupting his howling.
Clement stopped.
He stood on the bed, twisted his head, and looked over in confusion, blinking his pure, bright eyes. After two seconds of silence, he started howling again.
"Mom—Mrs. Winter—ahhhh—"
Clement leaped off the bed, barefoot across the floor, then rushed over to hug Evelyn tightly.
"Mom! My idol wished me a happy birthday!"
"She came to the electro music festival yesterday to watch my performance!"
"Mom—"
Covering this little brat's howling mouth with one hand, Evelyn pushed the octopus latched onto her away.
Raising her hand to straighten the sleeve, Evelyn adjusted her collar, frowning, "That Zero?"
