"I thought I was in trouble," Roger laughed, wrapping his arm around his side of the covers so she couldn't yank it off him. "I really didn't expect there to be a need for silencing charms." He wasn't embarrassed in the least. WIll was his best mate, and seeing how Roger had walked in on a girl blowing Will at least once, him hearing Mandy screaming was hardly going to traumatize him. He did feel a little bad for Mandy, though. She was shy and quiet and not one to broadcast her sex life. "I like my bed, though," Roger argued, disappointed when she popped back up with his shirt on. He didn't have time to try and work her out of it though, before Will had come in.
"Knock, you rude fuck," Roger laughed, sitting up and chucking a pillow at the door. Though, judging by the grin on Roger's face, he wasn't really all that pissed. When Mandy ducked her head under the pillow, Roger flashed Will a thumbs-up. Of course it was the quiet ones. Maybe now Will wouldn't question so much why Roger loved his little bookworm.
"Hourly," Roger answered, pillowing his arms behind his head and leaning against the headboard. "You ought to just get used to it. And those'll be celebrating screams next weekend, so get ready for it." He turned back to Mandy and smiled. She was so fucking adorable. He'd have to embarrass the shite out of her more often. "I'll try and remember the charms next time, though. For Mandy's sake. And possibly that of the neighbors."