"Oh. Fine. That's fine. Come in, come in," he motioned, leading Wyn to the desk at the end of the room that was jumbled with books and papers. The shelves behind it were haphazardly piled with chaos as well.

"If you're done with that, you should read this," he said. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at him. "And I want you to do me a favor. Your house mate, Aaron. See to it that he gets that one. Even if you have to sneak it under his pillow."