"It's nothing special, really."

Upon hearing the answer, Katie looked a little suspicious, but moved on anyway. "I'm pretty thirsty; do you have anything to drink?" she asked.

"Yeah, but just tap water," Andrew responded.

"That's fine."

Andrew grabbed a glass went to the bathroom to fill it up. As he's filling up the glass, he hears his friend from the other room.

"You should really clean up your room every once in a while," she said.

"Yeah, it's something I'm not too good about." Andrew could hear ruffling through the doorway. He finished filling the glass and stepped back into his room just in time to see Katie making his bed for him. "Oh, no! You don't have to make my bed!"

"Well, someone has to," Katie said, turning toward him and picking up his pillow. As she turned back to the bed, she noticed Andrew's flaccid cock lying on the bed. She picked it up, inspecting it. "What is this?" she asked.