It was 2:20 the next morning. We'd just arrived at the guy's friend's place. It was dark and she didn't have her front light on. He turned the key he had.

"she, doesn't have the front light on," I observed.

"yeah she doesn't like it on she doesn't want people to be able to find her," the guy told me: "Also this way she knows which place is hers."

"oh," I said a little nervous.

"she'll be out she keeps odd hrs."

"oh. ok."

"and here we are it'll be light inside. She also doesn't like still dark...ness still darkness," he said once he got the door open.

He held the door wide open.

I could tell he was smiling.

"you go ahead," he told me.

And that was the first thing I noticed was how bright it was. And that there was a wooden door a ft. or 2 in front of me.

"oh that's the door to the garage," he told me.

"oh," I said.

"the stairs are to your left. You have to actually go up them to get to her place. Which sometimes some people don't get."

"oh."

I turned and saw a 10 ft. flight of carpeted stairs to my left. As I was going up them I noticed how warm it was.

"she likes it warm. Like I said she's tiny. Um she might have something that would probably fit you you're, about the same size. I'll go see if there's anything in the dryer otherwise make yourself comfortable. But don't go into her room it's behind the wall that the sofa is against bathroom's down the hall. You go ahead of me," he told me again.

Oh um ok.

I went up the stairs into the living room turned right and was face to face w/ part of a closet.

"it's to your left actually down that hall," he said.

oh. now that he mentioned it I did have to go. I went down the hall into the bathroom closed and locker the door and did what needed to be done then came out.

"oh sorry," I said.

He was standing right in my way the way of the in my path to the kitchen looking at his phone.

"wha oh no that was on me. Let me move..." he said.

"ok."

he moved into the living room. And it was a big living room too.

"ok you go," he said.

I went into the small kitchen.

"i...?" I said turning and looking at him.

"yeah it's ok if you rifle through her cabinets," he told me looking up from his phone: "and stuff."

"ok."

he went back to his phone and I started going through the cabinets.