allingoodfun (allingoodfun) wrote in st_margarets, @ 2014-05-17 22:53:00 |
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Thread: Good Night
WHO: Trent & Leon
WHERE: In the city
WHEN: 17th May, 2014. Evening
As promised at gone exactly seven 'o' clock the school trouble and mischief maker had swept in on a very nervous looking Leon who was waiting for him at the school gates, a carefree smile plastered on his face with his eyes almost as bright as the sky earlier that day, looking good enough to eat and smelling just as good. Trent clearly knew how to dress to draw attention, but then he'd long ago learned how to cloak himself because hell that was all part of the game, keep people guessing.
If there was one thing Trent knew how to do well it was having fun and he was a force to be reckoned with, as unrelenting as the crashing of waves on a beach. And he was pulling Leon along in the swell with him, never straying too far and making sure the other teen was having fun and if not then they'd move to do something else.
Trent was versatile, had to be in the world today. Adapt or die, that was just how things were and Trent, well, he was hard to kill. And hard to dissuade as well, especially when he got something in his head. You'd stand a better chance of facing up to a tornado and surviving to tell the tale really.
One bar after another and the night hours were getting on, but each time Trent made sure to introduce Leon to familiar faces, buy drinks when it was his turn, and he occasionally eyed up the dancefloor, but refrained because you didn't bail on somebody you'd dragged out. Trent had been raised better than that or... not raised as the case may be, but whatever, the details didn't matter.
Of course the next bar Trent tugged Leon into was smaller, less noisy and felt more personable, but it was clear from the familiarity of which Trent shrugged out of his jacket and shot the bartender a flirtatious smile that he came to this particular place quite a bit.
"What're you havin'?" Trent drawled, turning his regard to Leon.