Monk perked up at this last addition slightly. "Are you planning on fighting him for fun?" he wondered. "Or does this mean if he does turn out to be awful you're volunteering to forcibly remove him on our behalf?" Cal had the best build for it out of the inhabitants of the house, Monk determined immediately. Of course, Monk himself was hardly going to be much competition for anyone in that department; he was all lank. But Callum had real muscles, and presumably at least a little skill since he boxed for fun. (On second thought, Cal can take him in a fight might not have been a particularly useful qualifier to put on the new housemate situation; anyone Cal couldn't have taken in a fight probably wouldn't have put out an advertisement saying they didn't require much space).
there's something wretched about this
something so precious about this
don't you agree?
something so precious about this
don't you agree?

Monk