Brodie was sort of panting once they reached inside Jamie's room. He wasn't heavy but Brodie wasn't strong, either. He had thought of leaving Jamie to heal himself, but then the guitarist invited him to stay. Hesitant, Brodie ended up walking further inside. "Erm...Right." He said, before actually staying.
The obvious thing to do was to look around the room. It was his first time there, actually. The main room looked nothing like his, it looked...Luxurious. The color scheme suggested something like that, anyway. So did the leather sofas, when he thought about it, and the art was all about partying, too. Brodie kept walking around the main room, checking this and that. Something was on the coffee table, too, and Brodie sat down to look at it closely. He wasn't snooping, it was out in the open on top of the coffee table, anyway.
It was an amazon.com squared box, the type they usually used for books. And the receipt was on top, too. Brodie picked it up, curiously. It said that the shipment had been for a refillable leather journal.
He sat staring at the piece of paper for he didn't know how long, before he set it back on top of the box, and sat staring at said box for a little while longer, expressionless. Probably thoughtless, too, which was unusual.