Yeah, well, [ he swings himself out of bed, wincing a little as he stands up on what is definitely a bruised knee. ] he was kinda eyefucking you all night. That guy has no game outside of raw sexual magnetism. Which... gets you pretty far in the circles we run in, honestly. Less if you actually give a shit about the person. [ and you were also eyeballing him too ]

We talked a little after you passed out.