"I'm Wesley,, but everyone just calls me Wes," he said, his tone of voice soothing down a bit. He looked down at his suit and sighed, dusting himself off and adjusting his tie, afterwards looking back at Flower. "Nice to meet you."
(I have class for a bit so I don't know how much i'll repond for the next hour and a half, just wanted to let you know)
(alright! thanks for the heads up!)
"Nice to meet you!" I pause, "What're your pronouns?"
"He/they,, It kinda varies," Wes replied, adjusting his tie again. "What are yours?"
"I'm not really sure but for now I guess She/They."
"Mkay," Wes said, obviously growing even less nervous, as told by the changes in his tone of voice. Eventually, he just went quiet again, not sure of what to talk about now. And given that circumstance, he literally just kinda stood there silently, fiddling with various parts of his suit and avoiding eye contact with the other.
"Y-you heard the song didn't you.." I say looking down.
"I did," Wes said blatantly. "And, before you ask, no, I'm not gonna report you," he added, not giving a reason for the statement he just made, but rather, waiting for the reason to come up on its own.
"Oh.. cool, thanks.. I guess. Does.. does that mean you're an ally or..?" I rearrange myself so that I am sitting cross-legged.
"Not… quite an ally, per se," Wes replied, leaning his back against a tree as he spoke. He then took his suit jacket off and placed it over his shoulder.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I tilt my head in interest and confusion.
"Well, basically… I'm poly, too," Wes replied, hushing down his voice a tad. "It's weird to say it blatantly like that, but I suppose this whole situation made it a bit easier, in a way." Wes seemed more relaxed now, having gotten that off of his chest.
"O-oh.. so.. that's cool i guess. Sorry I just never have met anyone, other than my parents, who's poly.." I shift my weight.
"Yeah, sorry if that was a little too… forward,. That's neat though, my parents were the only poly people I knew of too," Wes said, moving some of his hair out of his face. His calm demeanor shifted a bit, but he was still pretty chilled out either way.
"You look a bit stressed, want a cigarette?" I hold up an unlit cigarette to him.
"I'm good, I'll pass," Wes said hesitantly. He was a bit tempted by the offer but he didn't really take it upon himself to accept said offer.
"Suit yourself." I say, placing the cigarette back in it's pack. "So! Why'd you come here? I've never seen you here before."
"I heard about this clearing from some coworkers," Wes replied. "They said it's a good place to just relax, and so I headed here rather than going home, and now I'm here."
"Oh, cool. So, you gonna come sit down or are you gonna leave?"
"Well, I might as well sit down. Any excuse I can get to not do any paperwork, I'd gladly take," Wes said, chuckling nervously. He came out of the clearing's entrance and sat down next to Flower, but also kept his distance since he had a bad habit of not minding certain people's personal space at times.
"Oh, yeah, I get that… I used to work at a place like that, where I had to do a lot of papers I mean." I take another draw, blowing the smoke out of my mouth in rhythmic puffs.
(hai. Is it okay if I join UwU?)
(sure! just post your character and join)
(oki! UwU)