Rob was peeling off his tattered dress shirt when he heard the knocking on his door. So much for being dressed up nice for dinner. He knew with an entrance like that he would've been followed.
Tugging a grey t-shirt over his head, he went to open the door. "It was open." It wasn't as if they had much privacy even in the large loft. They were used to walking all over each other from when they were on tour. They were so much like a family in that sense.
He tried to flatten his hair down, but found it was still sticking up in odd places. "M'Fine. Just another day as a rockstar, yeah?"