Quicklog, Ocean's 11: Lin A, Louis D, Neil D, Zatanna Z
[Lin's clothes were not wet. It was in the 60s in Vegas, and the boy was in a simple sweater, red heart cracked, cords, and a hat. It was warm enough. He was dry, and he wasn't flushed from anything. He wasn't pale. He didn't have circles ringing his eyes. No, Lin looked as fresh as ever, young, dark skin, dark hair, dark eyes, everything from twitching hands to his smile brimming with his trademark energy.
He was on the balls of his feet on tennis shoes that squeaked, dying to soft shuffs on trim, slate-gray carpet. The apartment—the penthouse—around them was lush in a distinctly modern aesthetic. Suede sofa, crackled glass, wet bar, spiny, stellated dodecahedron in milk-water white, and the boy himself bounce, bounce, bouncing as he waited for Louis, his heartbeat in his ears and Daniel's words cut against the black backs of his eyelids as a bad idea.
But what was he going to do? Say no?
No. (Lol.)
He meant what he said. Lin was a meddler by nature. And he helped, even when it was pretty much guaranteed it was going to blow up in his face, some shitty "time-release" capsule of baking soda in vinegar, some terribly thought out carbon dioxide demonstration in chem class, where the plastic bag exploded and the front row of students cried, because their notes and carbon paper all smelled like vinegar, along with their, yk, skin, and hair, and whatever else ("clothes"). It was whatever.
Lin was smiling by the time Louis appeared, like, soaking and looking more like a drowned Scottish cat, than a (semi-)sensual, curly-haired fuckwit; electric white died quick on pink lips. Only to be resurrected, violently, Frankenstein's monster born again (hella un-Christian, if you're wondering).] Hey, girl. You look, uh... [Lin squinted, scrunching his nose up, before coming forward to take the man's hand and drag him fully inside.] Well, you look like a dead cat. But, I'd like to remind you, morbid or not, cats are always cute. [Said sweetly as he kicked the door closed in a scuff of rubber sole.]