Escort her home

It doesn't take long to get to the Charlies's place, her apartment fairly close. Once inside, Charlie gives Ethan a 'tour' of the space.

"This is the couch. That's mah room. That's Ash's room. That's a kitty. And that's the bathroom over there... In case ya gotta puke."

"Hm." Etha nods, feeling that last bit of information is important for other reasons.

Charlie slinks away, returning after a moment with a blanke and a pillow, handing them to Ethan. "Fuck. I work tomorrow..." she runs a hand through her thick hair. "Good night..." she slinks away towards her room, closing her door behind her.

"Night..." Ethan suddenly feels very awkward.

Settling on the couch, Ethan lets out a sigh, figuring he'd better try and sleep.