[ He's well aware of the fact that Caroline is not the least bit comfortable with sharing an apartment with him, but this isn't about her. This is about them and the fact that he's now officially butthurt (how she's even capable of doing that with just a few carelessly thrown out words like 'it is a rush' isn't exactly new to him -- he just hides it well). ]
All the more reason to help a friend out with his move. [ He wants her to tell him to stop this. That there is no chance of a repeat of last night and the night before and the night before that; that it had been one big mistake after another. He'll act like a dick, and he'll get her to push him away, but he's not going to leave it alone until she acknowledges something about what happened because so much for avoiding talking about it. He's incapable of playing nice.
Except he can't somehow.
And now he's just going to act like a dick anyways because it's the one thing he knows he can be. ]
I've already packed what I need, Elena. [ He'll be gone by early tomorrow morning. ] You and barbie can have the rest of my things delivered to me. I'll gladly wait a week if I have to. Whatever gets me out of the apartment by right now o'clock. [ It's like he can't wait to leave it now. There's the bar calling out to him. Who needs to spend the evenings reading to an eighteen year old?