Blake had no clue who this guy was. Just that there was a guy that had apparently gotten into her room. Which, if she liked guys, would have been awesome, but right now it was just a tad bit worrisome. It was not like she was in the habit of strange people breaking into this place. She might have to start booby trapping the door.
"Wait, waiting for my sister?" she asked, even more confused now. Why the hell would a guy be waiting for Nell? Except maybe if he was a masochist with a death wish. Nell hated people, men in particular. She hadn't always, it was sort of a new thing really, but Blake had never bothered asking. "James... wait a second, you're the weirdo that's been hitting on my sister!" she exclaimed, eyes going wide in realization.
Frowning she looked at him curiously, walking into her room and towards him. "Are you fucking my sister? Cause honestly, I can't think of another reason why she hasn't decided to hurt you very very painfully yet."