Ice cream yay! (Zeric <3)

[zander]

Ooc: Ok two things. One. Yes drinking lets do it. Two I resized Eric’s collage because it was like huge and I hope you don’t mind. My surprise plot twists suck.

This conversation was going in circles, and Zander was eager to find out more about Eric. “What do you like to do? You know in your spare time?” He asked. The question seemed to have come out of nowhere, but in his head it made sense. He needed to know what Eric liked to do if he was going to get to know him, and well Zander also had to know, so he could know what kind of adventures these would be. At the point of asking this question, he was a little confused as to where all of this was going. It seemed to be a little flirty, but he wasn’t exactly sure.

“Can I ask you a question?” he asked, and it seemed a bit random, and after he asked that question, he wanted to take it back, “other than the one I just asked you of course,” he grinned, “What do you use in your hair it looks so soft,” Just like your lips. Although, Zander kept that last part to himself, he kind of wanted to say it out loud, at this point he was going to say anything. He liked Eric a little too much for only knowing him a few hours. He was starting to realize that now, but pushed the thought out of his head. He surprised himself a little bit when he reached over to feel Eric’s hair, “Seriously though, your hair is amazing,” he said blushing a little bit, as he had decided to keep his hands to himself for the rest of the night, but he knew that wasn’t going to last long.

[Eric Morgan]

"Don't get the impression that I'm bland and don't have an opinion when I say this," Eric began, "But I really am okay with doing almost anything. Except bowling. And going to the theater, usually." By usually, like most people Eric knew, he meant only if what they are going to do is not watch a movie. Teenagers.

"When it's just me, though?" Eric propped both elbows up on the counter and rested his chin on his two palms. What did he do in his spare time? "I use to skate, but I stopped that. I still long-board occasionally. Before I came here, I did a lot of nothing. I wish I could sound more exciting for you right now." Eric finished his sentence with a bout of nervous laughter, and removed his arms from the bar. He noticed that he was doing a lot of moving around and fidgeting tonight, and wondered if he was developing a new nervous habit. Suddenly he was wishing he could calm his nerves with a cigarette.

"Uh," Eric's face was getting hot, and he knew he must have been really pink. He let out a kind of laugh in a non-response to Zander's question, and stared at the floor, "I just use hairspray," He looked back up at Zander, only to blush a little more as he touched his hair. "Thanks." A genuine smile shown across his cheeks. Eric looked down at his slushy dessert and back at Zander. "Do you like... what to get out of here, maybe?"

[zander]

“Well Shoot, you just ruined my plan.” Zander said frowning, “I mean, someone told me once that it was a good idea to take people to see boring movies so you could just make out instead of watching the movie,” that someone had been his sister, and she had actually said have sex instead of make out. He figured it sounded better paraphrased it was a bit sad that was pretty much the only piece of advice she ever gave him that was somewhat useful, but that wasn’t really the point. “I mean I’m still waiting on that make out session you promised earlier,” said with a wink.

“Yeah we can get out of here,” he said as he started to stand up, “Where too back to school?” He asked. He was ready to go back to school, but not ready for this to end, whatever it was, school was boring, and well it wasn’t fun to sit around all day doing nothing, and meeting Eric was really an adventure, and maybe they would become good friends, or something more.