Evan's hand moved over the lid of his laptop, a gentle, almost loving caress. The internet was both the most amazing thing and the most dangerous. Evan could be anyone, anything, he wanted to be online. His anxiety dissipated when he was hiding behind the screen where no one could see him, only his words and whatever he chose to project.
He took the laptop in hand and moved it away. Lifting his gaze again, he focused on Jared. His eyes had a dark intensity, twin pools of endless blue, like the sky. "I was just...um, you know." His eyes shifted to the laptop, and back to Jared. When he smiled, however awkward, it caused his eyes to glitter, and his nose to crinkle. Smiles were rare, though, even now, but Jared could occasionally pull one from him, usually without even trying.
His gaze dropped, as if his shoe was suddenly the most fascinating thing in the world. He picked at it, finding a loose slip of rubber to twist around in deft fingers. "So um, I'm, um, not doing anything important. We could, um, we could celebrate," he said.
He didn't respond to the question of his mom having anything laying around. He was pretty sure Jared knew the answer to that was a definite 'no'.