Wake up flowers. I've been up for hours, there's work to do

I had this guy over that I met off of myspace. We went into my room for a while and let me just note that I had zero romantic/sexual interest in this person whatsoever. So we went into my room for a few hours and I guess we were being way too loud because after he left and I came out, my roommate was hiding in his room. Later that night he was being really pissy and quiet and finally out of nowhere he just blurted out "That's it I just gotta get this out, next time you have a guy over could ya be a LITTLE MORE QUIET WHILE YOU'RE FUCKIN HIS BRAINS OUT IN THERE?" and went on for a while. I was really taken aback and told him that if we were being too loud he could have just knocked and said something and we'd have kept it down.

Thing is though... we weren't having sex. We weren't even making physical contact because he was about four feet away most of the time. So what were we doing?

Watching my 1980something VHS of Rainbow Brite and the Star Stealer. I sang along to the opening song.