Armaan let out a little squwak as Arya grabbed him and hauled him into the apartment. "Hi!" he said, taking a second to look around the place. It was nicer than the apartment he worked his ass off to afford and for the tiniest moment, as he gazed around the nice furnishings, he though ...should I get a sugar daddy? before snapping out of it.
"It's really great, Arya," he said, holding out the bag with the crumpled handle. "I got you a housewarming present. You're not 21, I know, but I just thought...you have to have champagne."