I haven't seen the man in a while...I suppose he must have found a good place to sleep. I shrug and head off to my old room in the back of the tower. It still had my makeshift bed and dresser. I look around, and think outloud, "Well I guess I could've had him sleep on the floor if he needed somewhere," I shrug and plop on my bed, "Looks like I have to find this loser in the morning," and I drift off to sleep.