"Still, I'm sorry," Angua said, refusing to be cowed by any look or tone Dean wanted to throw at her.

His sudden 180 hardly worked. "I came here after being in a long, serious relationship only to find out that my boyfriend disappeared right before I got here," she said, shifting on the bed, staring down at her knees. She probably wouldn't have said a thing if he hadn't been drunk. It was easier knowing he likely wouldn't even think about whatever she was saying the next day. "Now my only roomie is Gavin, and he snores."