Yeah, yeah. His décor was shit. He kept meaning to redecorate, but his roster was always so mental, he couldn't be bothered, so it had stayed looking like it belonged to a little old lady with all his bachelor-type style furniture sandwiched into it.

He sighed and turned over onto his side, pulling his pyjama pants down to expose his buttock for Chase to administer the injection. He wasn't facing Chase now, and he was glad of the moment to gather his thoughts. "I'm not getting any younger myself. I get it. Especially with everything going on with my ex reminding me how short life is. I wasn't long back from visiting when what happened happened and I figured it was just that." He closed his eyes, resting his head against his arm while he waited. "But it wasn't. That has just made me realise that I've been scared about getting in too deep with anyone else for it to just inevitably crash and burn. It just would have been a whole lot easier if it was just a fling and we could forget about it."