[ Drake blinks. A knife fight is way worse than he was thinking when Sharkface last mentioned issues with the roommate. That's. Yeah, he doesn't like that. The other man can handle himself, obviously, but he shouldn't have to wonder if he's going to be stabbed in his own apartment. The urge to just invite him to crash here indefinitely is strong, but Drake clamps down on it. Too much, too fast. Instead he asks a question. ]
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...do you sleep okay there?