Thursday - December 11th, 2008
Who: Devon and Wesley When: Afternoon Where: The Grounds What: Wes has returned to teen town.
Wesley liked this place. It was full of weird people and though the hot brunette with the nice eyes had told him to stay in the Infirmary he wasn't really good at taking instructions. That was why you could find him wandering the halls outside after pleading bathroom break, eyeing up the boys and the girls. At this time in his life, his eighteenth year, little Wesley was only just realising that some guys were kinda cute too. True enough he was scared to death to try and go further than flirting but it definitely intrigued him.
Humming to himself he shot remarks at random passers by like "Hey, how ya doin?", "Hi. I'm Wesley. You're looking hot today, is that sweater from Wal-mart?" It was his best plays, having only just got the confidence to go forth and flirt. He thought he was doing a pretty good job.
~~~ Devon probably would not have recognized Wesley had he not announced to someone not that far off from him that that was exactly who he was. His dad had told him to keep an eye out for the others from the house, and so he was, though he mostly was trying to track down Will. He was worried about him. But Wesley was right there, and it would be a good idea to make sure he was alright, right? So Devon jogged up to him, approaching him from behind, and calling out to him once he was near enough. "Hey Wes!"
~~~ With one swift turn Wesley was facing a very vute, very tall man that the healer instantly liked. He was one fine guy. Licking his lips he sauntered up to him with a smile on his face, giving a tiny bow. "The very same, man.... you know me?"
~~~ Wesley was being weird as he walked over to him and Devon made a slight face. "Yeah, I do. You... live in the same house as me." Wow, he looked young. He looked about the same age that Devon was now. So he had to ask, "How old are you?"
~~~ "I do?" he asked, setting Devon with a very curious look. He didn't recognise this kid at all, but he seemed to know him. Strolling up to Devon with a bit of a cocky gait he put on his charming grni. "I'm eighteen. Legal, baby! For some things anyway, but it doesn't matter, cause I've totally... you don't care. How old are YOU?"
~~~ He was so odd. He was acting the same way that he did when... Devon's eyes grew somewhat wide with that thought, and instead of answering the question that Wesley had asked, he asked his own question. "Are you hitting on me?" Because this was sort of the same way that he behaved around people that he thought were attractive as a grown up.
~~~ And Wesley had thought he was making progress, too. Damn his overly obvious ways! Maybe he had to refine this sorta thing... he didn't blush though. In fact he pulled himself straight and swaggered a little bit, looking around him. "Yeah. So - what of it? Not like you aint good looking, you know? I see nothing wrong with it."
~~~ "Wow," Devon said in a small, stunned voice. He had no idea how to even respond to that! He had never been hit on before. It was a bit of a shock to the system. What did he say now? "Uh.. thanks. You're... okay too, I guess." He frowned a little. "Have you seen anybody else today?"
~~~ Kid needed to be hit on. Kid was fine! Wesley looked even more cocky as Devon stammered, believing his effect on him to be quite nice indeed. He even stroked through his hair and strolled closer to him, shrugging. "Some hot chick Mandy. She's a cool girl, kinda clumsy and geeky though. I dig that type. You're just like a model... I know I'm more rugged than the average male, " please, hold your laughter, "but that's about it."
~~~ And now he was touching him! Devon took a slight step back as Wesley took a step forward and frowned. "I don't like being touched..." So he had found Mandy. That was good. Only.. Eww. He had probably hit on his daughter too. "You should go back and find that girl again, Mandy. She's, uhm.. I know her. She's pretty cool. And I have to go now."
~~~ Devon was being so weird! Wesley frowned and then shrugged. If he wasn't gonna get anywhere here then so be it. He'd continue trawling. "Suit yourself, man, I'll go find some fun somewhere else... laters roomie," he called as he made his way down the hall, away from the Infirmary as not suggested by Devon, purring at two passing girls.
~~~ Watching Wesley go, Devon sighed. He was going to end up getting punched or something if he hit on the wrong person. That would be... well, amusing, actually. His phone buzzed in his pocket once more and he finally bothered to look at it. His dad had found Will. Time to head back to the apartment to see what sort of damage had been done.