"So I'm stuck for a week? Christ. Well. I guess thanks for the place to kip, not sure what I'm gonna do the next few days." He sighed and then flopped onto the duvet he had been given by Ollie, lying back and looking up at the ceiling. It was all wooden and slanted. Cosy. It was so nice.

"When can I leave on Saturday? I gotta make sure I don't miss my chance or I'll freeze to death here." No home, no good place to hide and nowhere to get food and drink. He needed a city, not this.