"Follow me, Princess. The bed is... this way," he smirked.

He was surprised to find him casually responding to his sexual innuendo, as though it is not his first time to be hit on by someone who's gay. And the fact that he called him a princess, took him by surprise. Most, even Jess always assumes that he is the prince because of his stature, this guy, on the other hand, knew that he is a princess in bed!

The floor area of this place was huge like they are in a department store. But as he swept his eyes over the place, he still couldn't see why they're here to buy furniture. They have furniture, but it is their furniture, and not for sale.

They passed by huge bookshelves, crammed with books separating an area where he could vaguely hear Jess' voice laughing with someone. This guy has a varied taste in books, and most books look read and not for display.

This man ahead of him, with a tight ass, reads! 'Ten points to Gryffindor.'

"Luke these are Seina and Jace. This is their humble abode."

"Not really, more on our gaming room." The girl introduced as Seina looks like a girl out of a Manga. She's petite in a kawaii way, her luscious hair was dyed in blue, and she's wearing baby blue contacts.

In some other people, the color would look strange but with her, it looks natural. Maybe because of her blue hair. And just like Jace, Siena's skin is so white, you would think they are a vampire that hates the sun.

She is wearing a men-size t-shirt of the band Franz Ferdinand where the sleeves were cut. He is now familiar with that band because Jess would play their songs in the house whenever she's drunk and she also wears a lot of t-shirts with the faces of those guys.

"Nice meeting you, Siena." He offered his hand for a handshake.

She eagerly received his hand, and asked, "Do you like Jace?"

He choked on his own saliva with the unexpected questions. He eyed the girl, thinking if he should tell her the truth. But then, he was on her turf so he went for the truth and nothing but the truth.

"Yes, I like him. He is a fine-looking speci...men."

He expected her to be annoyed, instead, she bounced her head in agreement. "Yes, our Jacey is indeed fine," she threw a chef kiss on the air while giggling.

"Don't make me like one of your speci...men under your microscope," he told him with a hint of laughter when he put down a steaming cup of black coffee for him and Jess. He is now wearing a tattered black shirt that looks like it has been used as a mop then washed to be worn again.

"So, Luke what kind of bed are you looking for?" she asked.

"I don't know, yet. Jess dragged me here when I was thinking of IKEA."

She chortled, "Good thing she did. Carlson, hooked me up in the system, please." she spoke to a handheld radio on her desk.

A static was heard, and the computer screen in front of her opened up. Not a moment later, with her slim fingers dancing on the keyboard, the room blackout and a projector somewhere in the room illuminated the wall, and slides of beautiful furniture were displayed on the wall.

"Here," she handed him a laser pointer, "You can browse our available furniture and random stuff in our garage. We could go there and you can check them yourself, but Little Miss Jessie, brought you here, and it means that she doesn't want to get tired looking around."

Luke chuckled as Siena said, Jess doesn't want to get tired looking around. It is common knowledge that Jess hated shopping, hence, he was surprised that she volunteered to shop with him.

Clicking the pointer on the screen and watching the furniture on display, his eyebrows furrowed in wonder. "They all look so beautiful, but why are the prices cheaper than I expect it to be with this quality."

"Well, because most of it was salvage wood that we put back together. You know how citizens of good old Sam that have enough money in the bank - like our Little Miss Jessie here, can be quite excessive with material things. They were considered trash, we picked them up and here they are."

"I'm not 'excessive'. She spat on Siena's taunting. She likes to jab her on every possible occasion for being a rich kid when in reality Siena is an heiress herself. But she hated the responsibility so…

"Oh, yes. Our Miss Little Jessie here is not one of us." she grinned deviously on her. "Have you ever wondered how we became friends with her, Luke?"

"Hmm, a bit."

"We played games with one of her best friends, that's how. If not because of Miss E, our paths won't cross."

"One of my best friends has a penchant for fast cars and computer games...or basically anything that is excessive." she returned the word that Siena loves to use in every sentence. She uses the word 'excessive' in the same way people use 'really' in their sentences.

"Do you play games?" he asked Jess.

She just grinned and nodded. "When we are still a freshman and not so busy in the lab, we pull an all-nighter here playing games."

"Don't tell me, all those times you were out for the night was spent playing games?" he asked in incredulity. "No wonder you were a virgin!"

"Hey, that's excessive! Game has nothing to do with the absence of her sex life. It's just that, Little Miss Jessie is the epitome of a nice young lady -- as long as she doesn't open her mouth and shoved her opinion on everyone's throat." she spun her chair laughing. "Our Little Miss Jessie here is as pure as a snow. An undisturbed pile of snow on a winter morning. Cold. Pure. Untainted."

"Cold? Yes. Untainted? Definitely no."

Jess turned red in embarrassment when Siena and Jace looked at her with their mouths opened in shock!