Which really sounded all rather impersonal, and Junior wasn't sure what it said about him that his friends thought he would be down with this. Maybe it wasn't about him, but about them, but either way he now had some kind of person on his doorstep sent here to have sex with him apparently of moral dilemma whatsoever and he was supposed to be okay with this. He sighed, ran a hand through his hair and nodded.

"Will Vega, Jr if it makes any difference," he said, a bit faint. Probably not. Anyone looking for Junior was looking for him. Most people didn't take a name like that well into adulthood and definitely not when his senior was someone that hadn't been around for ages. "Do you... want to come in, Ash? I mean, this isn't—it's not a mistake but I really don't think this is the... best idea. For this. Us. Me? Um. Justin was just... presuming a lot. I mean—come in. First of all. Unless you don't want to, which is okay, too."