"Oh fuck me, come on. Really?" He looked up to the ceiling for a moment, as if imploring whoever was controlling this place his own little 'Why me?' question. He hated Twilight enough as it was! Now he looked like one of those damn vampires. If they could even be called vampires. Vampires were badass! They were scary! Twilight vampires were not.
"I'm beginning to wonder where the hell that even came from," he muttered in regards to the glittering ball of shiny. Then again, he randomly showed up in this place so he really shouldn't be surprised. He wasn't too worked up over it though, he took things in stride. "Now whenever I get back home everyone's gonna wonder if I went to a gay bar or something." He sighed heavily at this, because that was the only explanation for it! Or he hooked up with a chick who really liked her glitter.