"A bed? Why?" Oh. Oooh, wait, he just got it. "I dunno, I don't really have a bed here. This is more a workplace. I got an apartment nearby but I don't know if I should take you there. If you run off, my brother might actually kill me." He swiftly wiped all the tears and snot from his face, desperate to try and forget that he had just cried like a stupid baby for some reason.

"I got a cool apartment. There's a fridge just for energy drinks. It lights up red. And I got a mirror on the ceiling." Which seemed like a sexy, fun idea but mostly, it was just him awkwardly looking at himself as girls rode him.