Justin felt strangely hurt that she hadn’t wanted him to stay, but nodded, regardless. “No problem. I made more than I needed to anyway.” He turned around and walked over to pick up his unused paintbrush. Funny that. “Alright... night, then.” A smile hadn't graced his own lips in return though. He turned away and walked out the door. Retreating back to his own apartment and finally surrendering to a shower. He just didn’t understand, why he had wanted to stay longer and why he was upset she had said no. Sleep, would be hard to come by tonight. He was beginning to think he was going to turn himself into an insomniac - if this kept up.