Kyle puts on his empathetic face, because as much as he wanted to take that group of girls looking at him from across the room home, kin took priority. "Aw, don't worry Joshua," Kyle helps him up. "We can go to my place. I got a comfortable bed, special sheets that don't stain and you can stay there for awhile until we get you settled in."
It had been what? A couple of hours since he had gotten some from that redhead? He was sure that he could survive one night with Rosie Palm's company. It would be an interesting change of pace. As long as it didn't become a habit or anything.