He gave Ben a shrug. "It's not hard. You just decide what you want and like and go from there. No one is going to grade your decorating skills. Well," he said after a pause. "As long as you don't go pink, that is."
Deciding to return back to the living room, he tipped is head in the general direction of the couch and sat down. Standing around felt too formal. Today was all about casual. "You sound all mysterious when you say shit like that, Ben," Daniel said with a light laugh, stretching his lets out, his sock covered feet now on the coffee table in front of them.