Elliot blinked as the boy's hand lingered. He recognized him as Jimmy Monroe, who he was pretty sure worked in the mayor's office- or something like that. He was on the complete opposite of the spectrum from Elliot, into business-y type things, when Elliot had a not so secret fascination with biology and pathology. They didn't interact much, though Elliot saw him around campus.
"Er." Cutie? Elliot glanced over his shoulder to see whom Jimmy was speaking to, but there was no one there. He looked to the left, then the right. No one else was in the locker room. He was talking to him? Jimmy Monroe was calling him a cutie? He didn't even know that Jimmy was into guys, and only Macy knew that Elliot had any interest. "Hi?" he finally offered in return awkwardly. Elliot was clearly not used to advances, though they seemed to have popped up out of nowhere as of late. Ethan. Josie. Macy. Strange old ladies.