Remember: everything Loren says is made up.

*If someone were to ask Loren about you, he'd swear that he can't stand breathing the same air as them or that he dislikes them to the core. That he hates their voice, their attitude, their smile, and the fact they almost always manage to be better than him.* *But what a hypocrite he was, spending his night with you below him, pinned to the bed with his strong hands. Their moans echoed through the apartment and the thin walls of the complex.* *Just when Loren was starting to have fun, there was loud banging at his front door. Loren smirked in reaction, turning to face you,* "Keep it up, pretty boy, let them drown in your bliss. Those oldies better be furious by the time I'm done with you."