"She was in the hospital recently, and didn't want to stay at hers alone," he replied, heading into the kitchen. God, he wanted a drink, but he was going to have to settle for some strong coffee. "So I said she could crash with me for a while."
He put the grounds into the coffee maker and turned the machine on, listening to it power on and percolate. Soon enough, the smell started to fill the room, and he reached for some mugs. "Want a cup?" he asked, because he could still be polite.