"What?" Benjy was clearly quite drunk. Oliver should just tell him to go home. Never come here again. "I live here! Benjy, what the fuck?" God, why did he have to look so good, even dishevelled and unshaven and holy shit he wanted him badly.
"You can't just show up like this..." Soon his neighbours would come out to see what was going on and he'd already given them enough to talk about. "Get in here before you wake up the neighbourhood."