Post by joshua james wilms on Dec 28, 2011 7:45:01 GMT -5
And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are
joshua james wilms, was very much into playing the field right now he was young and in lust was more his ‘game’ so so to speak. yeah girls weren’t supposed to be a game just like sex wasn’t supposed to be easy, but the boy still found it in certain places. a club would be one of them where it was like a game of prey? though jj, was more casual or tried to be especially in big open area’s. the club was a teen club so it wasn’t like there was going to be alcohol or anything unless someone snuck it in. the bar was staking with things like soda, water, juices...virgin drinks.. some person who wanted to stop or prevent teens from going wild probably started this club..it was mostly dance, but at the moment jj was not dancing he was back against the wall scoping out the selection. yeah he was least obvious about it though the word cavalier was appealing to him and he enjoyed stepping back and making it his attitude. the boy was dressed in jeans and a nice dress shirt. axe body spray was his friend, but he didn’t over do it like most guys tended to do. he wanted to pick up a girl...not kill one. the problem with today’s youth or teen males is they tended to overdo stuff or make references to how much swag they had. jj found that to be a lame approach!
the brunette male stood at around 5’7 not towering over many, but his eyes lurked about the spot just as easily as anyone else’s could. he just didn’t have too much height to his advantage was all. no luck thus far with his eyes. he figured he’d approach it differently. he went and got a water drinking it before tossing it away to a recycle bin. hydration was thoroughly important when one was about to go mesh out and dance in a crowd. moving his body about he found an area where he could dance comfortably and be himself without a. drawing too much attention or b. being too cramped. it was a safe bet and probably wouldn’t help his odds out much but he didn’t want to be the center of attention. he didn’t need to be someone would make him that way all on their own. which worked for him. though if he was on a pursuit....it may be different it really depended on the person, situation, and the mood.
the music, was not the best in the world, but he was more into styles of the erotic mood. meaning he liked slow jams, because it helped the job. well get it done that was. the boy in his pore feral vision spotted a blonde that may ease his hunt..he wasn’t typically into blondes but eyed her from the side and took an interest, because she was pretty damn sexy. he wasn’t going to lie, but did the body uphold a decent personality? he subtly danced over near her kind of looking on for any threatening male beings. meaning the boyfriend and dance in front of her now keeping his distance as not to move too quick. that would be such an unslick move. the music was loud so he mouthed a ‘hello’ to see if he could get anything back? maybe the same. up close she looked familiar he wondered if this was a case of riverside high deja vu’ or if he was off. the answer was coming his way rather soon...he was sure.
the brunette male stood at around 5’7 not towering over many, but his eyes lurked about the spot just as easily as anyone else’s could. he just didn’t have too much height to his advantage was all. no luck thus far with his eyes. he figured he’d approach it differently. he went and got a water drinking it before tossing it away to a recycle bin. hydration was thoroughly important when one was about to go mesh out and dance in a crowd. moving his body about he found an area where he could dance comfortably and be himself without a. drawing too much attention or b. being too cramped. it was a safe bet and probably wouldn’t help his odds out much but he didn’t want to be the center of attention. he didn’t need to be someone would make him that way all on their own. which worked for him. though if he was on a pursuit....it may be different it really depended on the person, situation, and the mood.
the music, was not the best in the world, but he was more into styles of the erotic mood. meaning he liked slow jams, because it helped the job. well get it done that was. the boy in his pore feral vision spotted a blonde that may ease his hunt..he wasn’t typically into blondes but eyed her from the side and took an interest, because she was pretty damn sexy. he wasn’t going to lie, but did the body uphold a decent personality? he subtly danced over near her kind of looking on for any threatening male beings. meaning the boyfriend and dance in front of her now keeping his distance as not to move too quick. that would be such an unslick move. the music was loud so he mouthed a ‘hello’ to see if he could get anything back? maybe the same. up close she looked familiar he wondered if this was a case of riverside high deja vu’ or if he was off. the answer was coming his way rather soon...he was sure.
593, finally, not my best sorry.
