Avrey saw Apollo’s nervousness and smiled. at least I’m not the only one.
He catches Wren’s glance, then decides they didn’t have the best start. He timidly makes his way over to Wren, waving slightly.
“So… wh-why did you enter the p-program?”
Tara's finger's twtched, curling slightly into fists as she ignored him. His voice was loud, annoying, and she really wanted to punch that smug look off his face. When he started humming, she stiffened even more, the look in her eyes sharpening to an almost dangerous razor edge. The urge to hit him was so strong she had to look at the cameras around the room to restrain herself. She put in some airpods and turned the volume up as much as she could, just so she couldn't hear him. Of course, that meant she couldn't hear what was going on, but that was fine. If this guy continued, someone was going to end up with a bloody nose. She popped a bubble loudly and ignored him as best she could.
Another guy came up and said something to Addic, probably something along the lines of leave her alone. How sweet. She gave him a once-over and returned to her phone.
Wren, startled, whirls around, then chuckles.
"Sorry, you startled me. I entered because I wanted find the perfect person, if such a person even exists. I also want to help the rest of the world find who they're meant to be with. That's why I joined." he pauses. "Why'd you join, Avrey?"
Avrey smiles, glancing at Taz. okay. Things are good. You’re good. You haven’t screwed up bad yet.
he shrugs. “I-I dunno. I guess, a lot of stuff has h-happened recently and-and I kinda thought having s-someone around would be nice.”
He looks back down at his shoes, studying the patterns in the floor. hopefully that sounded good. Did that sound good?
Wren laughs slightly. "Yeah, I get that. Hey, on the bright side, at least you know there's someone here for you!"
He sees Avrey's awkwardness and chuckles. My, my, my… I'll have so much fun teasing him!
Addic chuckled and stoped humming as she put in some airpods. "I know, but I'm stubborn." he said to the guy who just walked up to him. Addic gave him a once over and was pleased with what he found. My, aren't you a cute one. He thought. "What's your name Friend? Mine's Addic."
Wren turns back to Addic. He notices Addic checking him out and grins, knowing his effect on most rational people. Besides Tara and Taz, of course.
"Hey, Addic. My name's Wren Levan. Wren for short." he bows, the straightens, his grin turning devious.
"Hey, I assume you see that big dude over there downing the sugar packets like they're water or something? Go talk to him. I'm pretty sure I've seen him glance your way a couple times."
Avrey steps back, letting them talk, smiling. damn, this is the longest I’ve ever talked to people I don’t know. he tugs at his jacket, watching the exchange and then looking back at Taz. oh god no. Please don’t make him mad again. I don’t want to see him mad
(I know that for a fact XD)
Wren glances at Avrey and walks up to him, whispering "Don't worry. Taz is probably sugar high by now." He then steps back and looks at Addic, trying to gauge his reaction.
( Oh god I just caught up and o h n o)
(Yep! Lmao, chaos in the Program!)
"Might as well." He said and walked over to him. "Hey, how are you doing this fine day?" he stated with a smile. "My name's Addic."
(hehehehehe)
Avrey watches, fear in his eyes. oh no, oh please dear god no. he laughs awkwardly at Wren, then pulls at his jacket again.
“Umm… what-what kind of music a-are you into?” He asks, gesturing to Wren’s headphones
Wren smirks and pulls out an earbud, securing it in Avrey's ear, putting the other one in his own ear and pressing "Play" on his phone. Immediately, "Press Restart" by Walk the Moon resumes.
Taz looked up from whatever he was doing with his backpack. He stared blankly at the new person for a few seconds before tilting his head to the side, grinning slightly. He looked over their shoulder at the group and then back at Addic.
"Names Taz. Did those people send you over here?" He spoke carefully, his smile was slightly odd now, but he seemed friendly, still smiling.
"'Cause either you've got a death wish or an idiot, and I'd suggest you think rather hard about which." He said it still with a friendly voice, though his attention was now back on his bag, he had no interest in this person, friendly, hot, or not.
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Apollo turned his music up, keeping his gaze constantly sweeping the room to observe everyone else, when Avery had smiled at him, he had smiled back slowly.
Just don't get to attached to them Apollo He heard his sisters voice say in his head they could all be gone in an instant she said, he shook his head as to rid himself of her voice, then slipped his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants.
Avrey smiles. Okay, so he’s the dad type. he glances over at Taz again, maki sure he was okay.
He sighs, turning back to Wren, gesturing to the phone. “Okay, okay, I-it’s my turn.”
Wren laughs at Taz's words, his rumbling, southern voice easily audible over everyone else. He looks at Avrey to gauge his reaction to the entire thing. Wren sighs and pauses the music, allowing Avrey to see his phone.
"Can you guys flirt somewhere else?" Tara finally snapped, pulling out her airpods and sending the people around her - Avrey and Wren, Addic had left, thankfully - a frigid glare. "I'm not sure if you're aware, but I was here first, and I don't want to be here. Don't make it worse than it already is."
Without waiting for a response, she stalked to the other side of the room, away from the group that had decided to gather in the corner. She glared angrily at them, wishing not for the first time that her mother had never found out about this stupid soulmate thing. She did not want to spend the rest of her life with anyone in this room.
Wren watches her as she walks away, then turns, once again, back to Avrey.
Avrey stared at her nervously, flinching when she yelled at him. He sighed, then types something into Wrens phone.
“Now this, th-this is my kind of stuff.” He says, grinning. Anorexorcist by Nirvana starts playing, and Avrey closes his eyes to the hard grunge rock.
Taz sighed, the friendly smile of Addic was starting to get on his nerves. He zipped up the backpack, doing his best to give a blood-curdling glare at the other male. He'd seen how Tara trying to annoy him had only made the situation worse, so he set his jaw and made eye-contact, eyes cold. He was still sat against the wall, and he braced himself for if he needed to quickly get to his feet. He carefully stood up, biting the inside of his mouth to keep himself from saying anything, though his brain was screaming at him to yell or hurt the person still smiling at him. Taz shouldered his bag, breathing out through in nose.
"I don't think I have a death wish, but sometimes I am a bit of an idiot." He stated. "What's in your bag?" He said grinning even more.