Trent to Butcher: "This seat's open! π"
Earbuds in Butcher was a shade of annoyed looking as he moved to take his coffee from the barista. Honestly he might not have seen Trent, or even heard him had he not nearly ran into a random Corpo agent looking fuck, who was honestly the size of a boulder. "Watch where you're going kid!" The older man snapped and glared enough that even with the old school metal blaring in both ears Butcher hadn't even had to hear him to get the point and he shot a glare after the other male. Then turning he finally spotted Trent, about the same time as he'd been speaking. Shit... Moving to take his earbud out he sort of look dumb for a second "Huh?"
Trent's grin widened as Butcher acknowledged him. "I said, this one's open. Come sit with me π"
"Oh I .." he paused as if debating and reached to touch something near the back of his ear for a moment he noted it wasn't to late yet. Whatever, Hoof would have to wait for a bit, he definitely needed to drink this before jumping in to help with jack shit anyway. This way he had an excuse to do so other than chugging it down and tossing it before he got there. Moving to sit finally he sort of managed a smile "Fancy seeing you here" He teased a bit lightly finally moving to place a chin on his hand as he took a drink of the coffee.
"Yeah. I'm glad I ran into you while you were running into that guy," Trent said. "Hey, what are you listening to? Would you, um, do you want to share a bud? With me?"
Trent's comment immediately had Butcher sniggering. What a dork!? However hearing he question he sort of shrugged "Yeah, here" He added moving to hand Trent one of the small wireless buds he had in his hand, that was currently blaring Wilde Side by MΓΆtley CrΓΌe. "Hope you like old ass rock... " He teased just before Trent even had it in.
Trent nodded and put the earbud next to, but not directly into, his ear. He did, in fact, like MΓΆtley CrΓΌe.
"You have good taste," he said. He sipped his hot cocoa while he listened, nodding along.
This guy was adorable, like a puppy sort of adorable. He just wanted to like ruffle his hair! Ok no bad idea but still! "Sorry, bit loud. Guess I'm used to it" He added with a slight smile, slowly moving to sit back and take a few more sips of the coffee in his hand. "So... Got any BIG plans for the day Mr stalker? ... Oh my gosh I'm kidding that actually sounded really bad to say out loud" he quickly apologized despite nearly snorting a laugh at his own joke.
Trent's smile didn't even falter. "No, just following you around, though I'd hoped to be more subtle about it," he teased back, elbowing Butcher lightly. "How about you? What have you got going on?"
"Oh really? I've always wanted a stalker!" But her teased back before his lips pursed together for a moment and he sighed. "Getting drug out for some business I guess they need muscle for. Then who knows... Every days fuckin different hard to make much of a plan" He admitted with a shrug.
That sounded exciting! "Muscle?" he repeated. "Well, maybe I can help. I'm pretty strong. And it'll be easier to stalk you if we're doing the same thing."
"Um well...." Pausing Butcher seemed to think suddenly. That wasn't technically allowed. What would hoof say? A fucking newbie along and truthfully the only person more of a newbie than Butcher was Froggy. So that being said a newbie dragging along a newbie? He wasn't so sure it was the best idea.
"You make a fair point um..." He seemed to think for a moment longer before finally deciding. "Yeah sorry I have no idea who we're meeting and I seriously don't need hoof wrecking my balls for bringing you along. But I won't be that long. Stalk me after?" He replied with a bit of a teasing tone as he finished. God forget about Hoof, if Royce showed up and someone had drug along someone like Trent?! Talk about the assbeating of the fucking century!!!
"Okay, if you're sure. Hey, but--" He pulled a calling card out of his wallet. "If you ever need someone around who can carry over two tons, give me a call." He winked as he handed the card over.
"Two tons?" Bobby asked for a moment, even his tone a bit impressed as he took the card and glanced at it. "Mmm sure I can find something for you to do with all that muscle later...." He added all to flirtatiously. Damn, if that was true Sex with him could seriously be a Wild fucking party.
Trent grinned and gave Royce a double thumbs-up. "I'll be waiting," he said with a little wink.
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