"We learned how to keep our space clean." Charlie and Ted had learned a good bit in prison, that was just one of the things. He nodded. "Not really. Both give a release from stress. The grove and the range. Both let me be who I am." He smiled at her, nodding again.
"No." He sat up, hands going to the desktop. "No, do you want to show up at my house drunk? You can, if you want. We have furniture, so you could rest there."