Well, George had already been half-planning on crashing here in case he got drunk, so he'd spoken to them about getting a room, anyway. It was just earlier than he'd planned on using it.
He lounged near the top of the stairs, pretty sure that Zach was going to follow him, but there was still that moment of uncertainty. He waited for the blonde to appear, and when he did, he grabbed his wrist with a grin. "Come on," he said, tugging him along.
He found the room and pulled Zach inside. Deciding to skip through the awkward stuff, George tugged him close and kissed him firmly on the mouth. Might as well see right away if this was going to work or not.