Chuckling at their obnoxious way of suggesting that she could hang around in either almost nothing or with completely nothing. Boys will be boys, no matter the age or location. Although, with a slow glance over both their bodies, she had to wonder about what was hiding under their clothes.<br/><br/>As they headed inside, she grew slightly concerned as their words about not having advertised for the room finally registered.<br/><br/>"Are you sure its ok for me to be here? I mean, the room was empty when I showed up...if you were using it for something then I can find somewhere else to go," she said, exceedingly concerned. Not that she really knew where she could go, her last apartment was already rented and it is not like she could afford anything close to her job.<br/><br/>Following them indoors, she paused and snagged another piece of pizza. "And uh...do I need to see your rooms? I mean, aren't they just like mine? And what exactly do you share? Underwear? Clothes? Sheets?" With each thing she listed, she had to wonder just what they meant about being free and sharing space.