"Alright," Wallace lifted his blue jumper over his head, revealing his slightly muscly arms. Mobile looked a bit red as he saw Wallace in a little white tank top - gay as ever...gay as ever. Wallace smiled and walked up to him, wrapping his arm around his waist, "We've got a lot of boxes to move out, I mean, 99% of the stuff in this whole place is mine. Well, aside from the coat over there, that's Scott's."