*walks into the coffee shop - well, more like, explodes into it, talking animatedly and very loudly into his phone, carrying a plastic carrier bag full of books in his other hand and gesticulating with it, narrowly avoiding smacking people in the face/limbs every time he does so*
... and so I said to her, I said: kitten, you've got nothing smart to say so just shut up and let me eat you, yeah? And you wanna know what she said! You wanna know what she said! YES YOU DO! *is all the while looking for somewhere to sit* She said - check this out, she said - dude, she said *puts on a feminine voice* I don't think this is very appropriate, Gabriel. My boyfriend-- *explodes in flamboyant laughter* AHAHAHAA I KNOW, MAN, RIGHT!!! *is level with Travis' table now* And then I said, fuck it bitch, you're the one who's missing out!
*sits down opposite Travis, slamming his books on the table*
*into the phone* THAT'S RIGHT! I left, man!! Left her there, like, and her roomie like, she went in and was all, what the fuck dude why are you naked and who was that guy?!!! *laughs loudly again, winking at Travis* It was gnarly, dude!! *falls silent for a split second while the person on the other line talks* Oh!! Sure, I totally understand, honey!! I've got stuff I need to do too!! Well-- PEOPLE AHAHAHHAHA! *laughs, collapsing on the table in giggles* Yeah, talk to you later, babes! *blows kisses down the line, hanging up*
*winks at Travis again* Yo! You new?
*He pulls his coffee cup closer to him, not willing to sacrifice the remaining half of his overpriced drink to this new guy's flailing, exuberant gestures. Has been watching this guy with increasing incredulity since he burst into the room. He's all exaggerated smiles and semi-saucy winks, and Travis can't help but hide a smirk and have some fun.*
No, not exactly.
*Leans across the table into the guy's personal space and raises his eyebrows, adopting his most serious tone.*
You the asshole my girl cheated on me with?
*grins widely* I dunno dude, a lot of girls cheated on a lot of boyfriends with me. Which one was yours?
*Thinks about it for a moment, remembers the pretty lanky guy from his third period required science course who'd introduced himself with a smile and a once-over.* Her name's... Beckett. Willy Beckett.
*He pops his knuckles, knows it'll only draw attention to the tattoos inked into them.*
You saying you don't remember her? That's straight-up depressing. She talks about you all the time, man.
*laughs, not failing to notice Travis' tattoos* Hahaha no, dude, there are so many of them I can't keep track!! And keeping a list is just degrading, you know? *would reach across and pat Travis' hand, but he looks a bit intimidating* You're obviously new, dude. If you were here longer you'd know Billy Boy is the village bike.
*Grins, sits back in his chair and takes a sip of coffee.* Wish I'd known that sooner. I never would've believed him when he said he'd love me forever and ever.
*He nods across the table, holds out a hand to shake.* Travis McCoy.
*takes the hand, shaking it* Gabe Saporta, honey!!
*raises eyebrow and withdraws hand.* You always introduce yourself like that?
That is my name, dude!! You're saying there's something wrong with my name?!
Course not. But only my grandma calls me "honey". You got a limp wrist to go with that endearment? *grins*
Depends if you got repressed homosexuality to go with that remark, dude.
Aaah. *opens his mouth like he's just remembered something and raises a finger in the air* Wait!! You do!
*Watching Gabe's flailing hands in amusement* Not my fault he promised to love me forever. I dunno about you, man, but if something pretty comes my way, I don't turn it down.
*grins devilishly* Oh yeah?
So what are you into, apart from girly-boys, Travvie?
Water sports, chains, and... damn, sorry. *Fakes a frown and takes another sip of his drink.* I like music, action movies, and romantic dinners, but I hate long walks on the beach almost as much as I hate being called Travvie.
*raises his eyebrows sky-high* Romantic dinners? *it takes a lot of self-restraint for Gabe not to collapse in body-wrecking laughter*
*snorts into his fist*
*He studies the shaking line of Gabe's shoulders and grins, slow. Even slower is the foot he slides up Gabe's calf, light, and teasing.* You don't like romantic dinners? So, like, if I asked you on one...
*stops laughing immediately and straightens up in his seat, darting around with his eyes to check if people are watching - is a bit disappointed when he finds that everyone is midning their own business*
If you asked me on one...?
*Raises eyebrows, because he was expecting Gabe to flinch away.* Would you say yes?
*Gabe doesn't flinch away, Gabe speads his legs, man!!*
*raises his eyebrows as well, grinning lop-sidedly* Depends on what you'd throw in with that dinner, dude!!
Pure sex, baby, pure sex. *It'd be a lot of effort to stop himself from smiling, so he doesn't even bother.*
*grins hugely as well* Hey, but dude!! I only like, just met you! *acts all coy, so falsely, though* I don't wanna rush into things...
*Sips coffee again, coughs into fist a little.* So, uh, you're saying you didn't ride that back the first time you saw it? 'Cause, man. I think that's a lie.
What, Billy Boy?
*laughs a little* Maybe I did, maybe I didn't, what's it to you? *reaches under the table to pat Travis' foot, which is still somewhere near his crotch*
*Wiggles foot a bit against Gabe's thigh, and laughs.* I just think it's good policy to let someone know just what you'd do for a Klondike Bar before you agree to going out with them.
*nods, pointing a finger like a gun at Travis* Honesty. I respect that, dude.
So you're saying, right! You'd fuck me on a full stomach, just like that, man?