"What?" Well, this night was taking a weird turn. Oh, wait, no, second language and all that. Spike snorted in amusement and laughed quietly, giving Nicolas an amused look. "You have no idea how that sounded but yeah, fine, I need to sleep this off. You can come pack tomorrow instead." He would have to get it all done by then, he was sure he could bug Nicolas into doing it with him. It saved him a lot of effort and it also gave him chance to pre-pack personal items.

They moved up the stairs and finally into Spike's bedroom. His room was very plain still, he hadn't really decorated, the only sign that he lived here was that his stuff was all over the floor and his guitar was on the bed. He gently moved the instrument out of the way and kicked off his docs before he flopped on the bed, still fully clothed. "Cheers for the help tonight, means a lot that you didn't just leave me to die."