Killian had decided to stay over because the streets were not cleared, and if he had to go home, then it was only one way.
By a helicopter.
"No!" Brandon gave a reply that showed how freaked out he was by the idea. Imagine what his neighbours would think. "you can stay the night."
He left the room and walked into his bedroom after that. Imagine a helicopter coming at the top of the building, where everyone would say that it was his apartment. Killian had come from and knew each other.
Nope, not happening.
He was done with everything. Killian had helped clean up after them. He had cleaned the table and filed the dishes in the dishwasher.
Brandon had taken them out and placed them at their respectful places. Apart from that, nothing else was left, so he finally decided a time to do something else.
