sadxmasochistics:

      “Jeff, huh? Call me Callix.”

It piqued him quite a bit ; how the
stranger was so trusting of coming
into his humble abode without any
sort of hesitation.

It raised a small red flag in his head.

      “There’s an extra bedroom you can 
        use. I, unlike the general population,
        actually r e s p e c t people’s privacy.

                              I’ll knock on your door if 
               I happen to need something. ‘only
               time I’ll do that is if you join me for dinner.

                           Y’can’t say no to free food, right?”

     "Cool name.“ And by ‘cool’ he meant 'weird,’
but it was all semantics. Jeff wasn’t about to 
look a gift horse in the mouth (whatever that
actually meant). The fact of the matter that it
was only getting colder and colder outdoors
and having a place to stay was looking more 
and more appealing as the sun went down.

     The invitation to dinner was also weird.
"Yeah, sure,” is what came out of his mouth
next, though. Jeff got a strange Beauty and
the Beast scene jammed into his head just
then but ignored it. “Definitely not saying
no to free food. Thanks, man. Callix.”