"No one will be removing anything," she said again, reluctantly taking hold of Miles' arm as he offered it to her.
As they ended up in what appeared to be the living room of his flat, Tracey took a good look around. It was somewhat unorganised, but at least it wasn't as bad as she had imagined a single Quidditch player's flat to be. It was better than Adrian's, that was for sure.
She hadn't planned on staying a while, even if he did abide by her list of requirements. Considering it for a moment, she glanced around the room and then shrugged. "Fine, I guess so." It wasn't as though she had anywhere to rush off to.