"What? Now?" He eyed the pile of boxes, embarrassed over the mess. It wasn't like him to be untidy. Lazy as he was, he always kept his room pristinely clean, this one time being the exception. He didn't want Matty thinking he was a slob.
On the other hand, Matty had wine. And the mess wasn't that bad. Danny gave his surroundings another quick glance. "How close are you?" His voice considerably less panicked, "My room looks like a train wreck, just to warn you."