Kai had no idea what Axsher was talking about. Why would he put the food outside? "Does a window sill count?" he asked. The excitement coming off of he other male made him feel as if he needed to be extra calm. He locked the door after a second of fumbling. He couldn't remember which of the keys went to his door and which was a useless added weight.

After that was dealt with, he turned left and walked without waiting to see if Axsher was following. "Landlord is this way." He looked down at himself as he walked. Black worn converse with laces that were already coming untied--why did they always come undone so fast? His jacket was black cloth and he wore a simple slinky, shiny type of silver tank top underneath. The plastic and metal assortment of rings that matched his necklace of coke tabs matched in gaudiness. Did he have a style? "I don't care about clothing though," he said after a minute of thought.