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“Aw man.” He frowned, looking at the guy. “You caught me. You caught me. I’m not as smart as I look. And the part when you said I’m old hurt me like a thousand bricks coming at me.” A light chuckle came out from his mouth. “Do I get another chance or no?”

Gage was briefly concerned that he’d actually hurt the man’s feelings, but the chuckle coming from his lips told him that he was okay. “Depends, why should I give you another chance?” Gage hummed, his teeth sinking into his lower lip as he smiled down at the man. “You seemed super confident in your answer and I’m actually disappointed.”

“Ready, I guess. I’ll do anything just to get back to my room. Also anything other than drinking myself stupid,” she said.

“Alright, so. Two fathers and two sons go fishing. They catch three fish, and one father is like awesome, let’s go home, we have enough fish for all of us. How is that possible if there’s two fathers and two sons? Think about it.”

“Dammit. Well, there goes perfectly good cookware.” He said, shoving his hand into his pockets. “I do hope they put it to good use. I’ll just have to eat takeout until I can have time to buy myself my pots and pans again.” Then he turned to the stranger, “Justin. Floor two. Nice to meet you.”

Gage was surprised at how relaxed the man seemed to be at the realization some of his things had been stolen. “You can microwave almost anything these days, right? I barely cook anything. Microwave eggs, bacon.... Cake, even.” Chucking, Gage nodded at the man. “Gage, floor three. You too, babe. What brings you to my humble little apartment building? I mean, it’s not mine, but I live here, obviously.”

He was only gone for like a minute, just to take the boxes that he had up to his apartment which was on the second floor. But by the time he came back for the last box it seemed to have disappeared. “Excuse me, you didn’t happen to find a box that says ‘kitchen’ around here do you?” He asked the stranger he encountered in the lobby. “Can’t believe I lost a box on my first night here.”

Gage had been hanging out in the lobby, waiting for a friend of his to come and meet him. “What?” He asked, his mouth full as he chewed on an apple. “Oh, you’re the guy that just moved in, yeah? If you left one of your boxes unattended and can’t find it, it’s probably gone,” he spoke with a chuckle, although he knew it wasn’t a laughing matter. A thing he’d found about Australia is that people were stupid enough to steal a box full of someone else’s kitchen supplies.

“You’re really drunk. Are you sure you can even think up of a riddle?” She asked, raising a brow.

“I thought ahead and I have a list. So, are you ready?” Gage questioned the woman, taking another long gulp from one of the bottles.

“I’m totally torn two ways here, like, I either leave you and we can keep this beautiful thing we call a friendship, or I can help you whip it out and pee so you don’t have yourself a mess down your jeans.” Annaleise shrugged, readjusting her arms over her chest , trying not to smile at the bare minimum of hilarity in this situation. “I mean, we probably would have the darn cutest kids, but miniatures of us - god help whoever crosses their paths.” She chuckled as she tapped her foot, actually amazed that she is standing here making the yet strangest decision of her life. The redhead eventually sighed, rolling her eyes, “Okay, are we gonna get this peeing thing over and done with? Because I really want to go inside. And you owe me, oh ho ho, you owe me something big, Mister.”

“I mean, if I have to I can totally hold it. It’s not a life or death situation here. But like, either I hold it or you literally hold it for me,” he shrugged, as if they weren’t talking about her holding his dick and helping him pee. It was strange how comfortable he was with this situation, but he was also a hundred percent completely okay with himself in his own skin and all the functions his body had. “Well that depends, if you help me pee what exactly do I owe you? Like, if you’re gonna be needing help burying a dead body or something I think I’ll just hold it or even potentially piss my pants.”

A small smile was he managed to come up with. He knew the answer too well, it’s fairly too easy for him. Challenge an english teacher on a word puzzle is definitely a bad move but too bad the boy probably didn’t know that he is a teacher. “Hmmmm.” He placed his finger at his lip, pretending to think, eyes looking up. “Is it an eye?”

Gage’s expression lit up, a shit-eating grin spreading across his lips. “Oooh, you got it wrong fuck truck. Sorry. You’re stuck out here,” he laughed. “I thought old people were supposed to be like, smart or something? I have to say I’m disappointed in you, really. Especially with that whole pretending-to-think-about-it thing you were doing.”