"I love it!" he said. "What are you gonna do with it? Because it's really great! I mean, all your stuff is great, but this'll be really cool, I hope your new roomie doesn't want you to take it down or something. That would be a dick move. Maybe you could put it up in the hall. Maybe you should ask if you could do murals in the hall or in the common rooms or something, that'd brighten the place up," he said, rambling a little, of course.
When she said that she thought they should talk, he felt sick to his stomach instantly. He almost said no, or made up an excuse to leave, but all he could come up with was emergency bathroom issues which he didn't want to do because no one wanted to do that, even when they were real, why would someone make that up? He walked closer to her.
"Look, I saw you and Face - er. Preston. Guy. Mimic. I saw you two together and y'know, I totally get it, you don't have to explain or anything, I'm sure he's a great guy or whatever and I mean, not that you'd have to explain anything to start with! What were we going to talk about? Why did Mr. Face get brought up? I---er. I have to pee?" he suggested.