"Hey, uh, Jack, uhm.... Well, about you asking me to move in... I can't for... special reasons... BUT, we have a spare room at my place." Evelyn bit her lip, anticipating his answer.
"He asked you to WHAT?!" Alex shouted at me. I sighed. "Yes, Alex." I spread out on the couch, and Alex was in the recliner. I was in my pajamas and he was in his: A black tank top and boxers. "Are you gonna say yes?" "No," "Why?" Evelyn raised an eyebrow at the ravenette. "Because of the dungeon, doofus." "Oh.."
Alex realized where his hand was and chuckled nervously, scratching the back off his head. Evelyn playfully rolled her eyes. "Jack, Alex is a friend--my best friend."