"It's my fault," Chase frowned, shaking his head. "If I hadn't invited you over, or had that stupid idea in the first place...They should have....moved us in here or something. Took my room away." Just the thought of that made him feel cold and tense. His bedroom was his one space in this whole stupid town, even if people kept breaking into it, and even if there were cameras everywhere. Just that thought made him even more sorry for Kiley.
"We can change stuff in my room. Anything you want." He started talking fast, knowing it wouldn't actually fix anything but at least wanting her to know this didn't have to be as bad as it...well...was. Discussing how shitty it was wouldn't make it go away, right? "And if you want the room to yourself at all I'll stay with someone else for a night or something, or however long you want."