"Ooh," Henry grins conspiratorially, "Double team!" He's thinking more about how they'll get the drop on their roommate tomorrow than what they're getting into right up until Lyle opens the door and they step into the closet. He's a big guy and it makes the room feel pretty small. He almost knocks over the broom in the corner, catches it, and smiles a bit less boldly at Lyle. Are they actually going to do this?

After a pause, he playfully moves to nudge the other boy's shoulder, "...Nice windbreaker." Not that his busy neon t-shirt, acid wash jeans with the pinrolled bottoms, and chunky white sneakers are any better.