“I'll help, I'm in a cleaning mood anyway so, yea” he rubs the back of his neck seeming somewhat nervous about me entering his party-trashed house 

“Well um if you want to, I can start brewing some coffee and then we can get to cleaning” I smile “yea ok.” I enter his house to see the trainwreck his friends had left him to clean up 

“Well, I'll start the coffee, the trash bags are on the fireplace” I nodded and grabbed a trash bag. I looked around and was relieved I decided to help him out with this hurricane of trash. I begin to pick up the red cups left on the floor and tables. After a little while I finally finished picking up the trash.

“Coffee is ready” I headed to the kitchen and was happy to see it was very clean.

“I'm shocked that after a party your kitchen is still clean” he chuckles before becoming serious.

“No one messes up my kitchen without cleaning it” I laugh as I add sugar and creamer to my coffee and begin drinking it. He smiles at me with eyes relaxed to the point it was as if he was watching the sunset on the horizon.

“Well I got up the trash in the living room and you never told me your name,” I say breaking eye contact with him. He then looks a bit confused.

“Yes I did” he tries to assure him.

“No, you didn't. I apologize for not introducing myself, I'm august hoshi” I was hoping he would not recognize my last name which luckily he did not.

“I'm James Callaway” I was stunned he was The James, Calaway, James Callaway is a famous actor and director as well as a producer.

“Shit I did not recognize you, sorry,” he chuckles.

“Please it is ok, don't treat me any differently, I like that you treated me like a normal person instead of some super popular celebrity” I sigh and drink more of my coffee