Riley chuckled. "Of course, once you are living on your own." He hadn't actually meant now. "I doubt your flatmate would like you much if you decided to make your own walk in closet out of her room." He added with an other chuckle.
He let himself fall completely on the bed, gazing at the ceiling for a moment before turning his head to look at Brigid. Gosh, she was so beautiful. "How do you play on doing that?" He asked teasingly. Turning him into a 'playboy' would be like turning a toad into a prince.
"I don't know if I feel settled. I just.." He swallowed and looked up. "I just don't know. Maybe it'll feel better once I get real furniture in here and learn how to cook." There were just so many nights he could eat cereals or toasts.