"Your dad already threatened to call the cops on me because I held a silver spoon for too long. I like to live dangerously, what can I say?" And, because he was feeling cocky, he pulled the spoon from his pocket and held it up mockingly but of course he had to take it, the asshole was trying his last nerve. "I was going to give it back but I felt rebellious." He was never going go give it back. He idly tossed the spoon onto the desk nearby and then took in Hartley's room. Talk about swanky, it was so big and there was so much stuff. He'd never had a bedroom like this in his life and woah, all those awards and trophies. Impressive.

"I'll go back down, don't freak." Axel shoved his hands back into his pockets, which had plenty of stolen cash, trinkets and car keys, and smiled playfully at Hartley. "Nice bedroom." Felt only right to comment on it, gesturing in the direction of the awards. "Brains and beauty. You're going to pull a hell of a girl some day." Heh. "Or guy."