Ben frowned upon seeing her, and shut the door behind him as he made his way towards her, finally dropping into a seat next to her and laid back against the bed shaking his head, "No, no... it didn't. I came too quickly, I shouldn't be here, this eager. And ... I had trouble finding my balance."
He looked up at the girl above him, in her night shirt, and shorts, she was beautiful as he could ever hope for her to be and he shook his head, eyeing her with a furrowed brow, he noted the room they were in. "You've chosen your room, why? Why not... a living area or a common room, you chose a bedroom."
As if that meant anything, but Ben was drunk and obviously worried about feelings as he sat up and shook his head, noting the picture next to her bed. He reached out to grab it, looking down at it, then looking towards her, "I've had a bit much too much to drink."