"...c'mon. You can stay in my dorm with me for the night."
He gently took his hand, not saying anything about the shaking, and led him back to his dorm
His dorm was full of sketchbooks and art supplies-he had a guitar and a uke in one corner of his room-he also had a lotta band posters
"You can take the bed for the night..."
"Seriously-you need to sleep, it's fine."
