"Is this your room?" I inquired, still examining everything.

"This room is now OURS," Denzel said with emphasis on the 'ours.' I thought he was insane as I observed him.

"What happens if I decide not to stay in the same room as you?" I timidly inquired. I was concerned that he would try to do something that would make me uncomfortable. Additionally, I wasn't sure I wanted to share a room with a person who was essentially unknown to me. Denzel appeared upset that I would suggest ...