Tweebly and Titmouse came to a stop in front of Titmouse's apartment, Tweebly flexed his muscular tube body more than was necessary as he was setting down Titmouse's bag of groceries.
"So are you still seeing Dustbunny?" he asked.
"It's not really like that," she said, grabbing her groceries, turning and running up the stairs. "Um, thanks for carrying my stuff."
"Maybe I'll see you next week at the gym?"
Titmouse mumbled something as she was closing the door.