When dior, his pride and joy, arrives in his room eros is already all up in his lingerie. "oh" he screams in surprise and throws his limbs up into the air. "hello dior. yes lets go i would be really into that just like how im into you." he winks, he nudge. he rings his custom chrome bell on his scooter and scoots along aside his boyfriend. "OH WAIT." he exclaims. "ive forgotten my study material." then eros realizes he is a 21 year old man and is no longer in highschool. "oh haha sorry my bad lets ditch this loser emporium." eros scooted off down to the floor and out that place he called his 'house'. "onward to the station of gas!" he commands with a hand pointing.