forum Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

Started March 02, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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Lucas looks at him, “Do you want to find somewhere quieter?”

Tristan shakes his head. "I want to try the food. I admit, I'm a sucker for a good steak."

Luc hums softly, “Hmm. . .” He waits for a moment, looking around.

Tristan pretends to look around to, making a mocking thoughtful noise.

"It'd be great if I could help you find an open table, but alas. . ." he snickers.

Luc rolls his eyes, “Okay, Tris- stop-“ He huffs.

Luc has a habit of just shortening peoples names-

Tristan giggles. "'Tris?'"

But he stops making his blind jokes - for now.

Lucas hesitates, “Sorry-“ He mumbles.

"No, I like it. I'm just curious." he smiles.

Lucas shifts slightly, “About what?” He looks at him.

"You." he says simply.

Lucas raises an eyebrow, “What about me?” He asks softly.

"Like, what your full name is. Where you come from. What you like and don't like. Literally anything and everything." he shrugs.

Lucas moves to an empty table, “Well. . . Lucas Rosenburg, first off. I come from a small town in West Sussex, but I moved to London when I was about. . . 9.” He leans back, “I like books and music. And I hate idiots who are literally stupid. Like the kind of stupid to touch the exhaust I’ve of a car right after they turned it off.” He grins, “That’s just the basics. You?”

"Tristan Luxen Gast. Yes, I know, very 'unique.'" he chuckles. "I'm originally from Pennsylvania but moved to Kansas at 3, around the time my dad lost his job because of an injury. I like food and working out. I hate broccoli, but I'll still eat it."

Lucas smiles slightly, “Ahh. . .” He sits down, “Broccoli? Really? I like broccoli.”

Tristan shudders. "I hate the texture, no matter how it's cooked. And celery. I love asparagus though."

“Asparagus?” Luc makes a face, “I can only eat the top.”

"Really?" he asks, surprised. "The best part may be the head, but the rest is honestly better if you cook it a certain way."

He shrugs, “Eh. . .”

(I gtg, I may be back tomorrow, but if not, I’ll be back in a week)

(Hi!)

"'Eh?'" he asks.

“I don’t even know!” He laughs softly, shaking his head slightly.

Tristan chuckles. "How can you not know?"

“I. . .” Lucas frowns slightly, thinking, “I really don’t know. . .” He grumbles, “Stop confusing me, it’s mean!”