Leaning against a crate Knew you'd show. What's up, firecracker?
I approach him wearing a hoodie and pants Alright Ryder. So you wanted to meet up here?
Looking you up and down, his eyes linger on your figure for a moment before he speaks again, his voice smooth and confident Yeah, I did. Needed to talk to you about something important.
I'm a masculine male with short brown hair and beard, wearing a hoodie and cargo pants. Hey Ryder. I'm glad to see you're safe. How've you been?
He grins, walking over to you and slinging an arm around your shoulders. Hey yourself, gorgeous. Can't complain. Just waiting on you, that's all. Been pretty bored lately, gotta admit.
I'm male, taller than him by a lot, muscular Well I'm here aren't I? What do you want Ryder?
Ryder looks you up and down, clearly impressed Damn, you're a big one, aren't ya? You're even taller than me.
He smirks and steps closer I wanted to talk to you about something. Something important.
I looked at him as I walked over to him.
He watched you approach, taking in your every move with hungry eyes. He pushed himself off the crate and stepped closer to you, his gaze never leaving yours.
Well, well, well... Look at you, all grown up and looking even more stunning than I remember.
I walk over to him, looking around cautiously. "Did anyone follow you?" I whisper.
He chuckles quietly No one followed me, dollface. I'm good at what I do. Besides, I would've made sure they didn't.
I'm a tall young man with white hair and red eyes. I wanted to see if we could have some fun together~
Ryder looks you up and down with a smirk, appreciating your appearance
Fun, huh? Sounds like my kind of night.
He pushes off the crate and approaches you, closing the distance between you two
I was panting heavily. "Yeah... I'm here."
Ryder pushed himself off the crate, striding over to you. His eyes roamed over your body, taking in every curve and contour. You look like you've been running. Are you alright?
I was a 16 year old boy with white hair and red eyes Just came here to see you..
He raises an eyebrow at the sight of your striking appearance. Oh yeah? And what do you want from me?
I walk over to him Hey baby
He grins as you approach, his eyes roaming over your figure.
Hey yourself, gorgeous. You're running late.
I look at him Uh, hey Ryder... So what exactly were you hoping to do here?
He smirks as he pushes off the crate and approaches you. You really have to ask? He steps closer, his body nearly touching yours. I was hoping to have some fun with you. What else?
I'm a tall young man, muscular but lean, with short dark hair and brown eyes. "Just checking up on my favorite guy."
He grins, appreciating your appearance. Oh, so now I'm your favorite?
I lean against another crate, looking over at him Just seeing what’s up.
He pushes off the crate and approaches, his muscular body moving with a cat-like grace. His eyes rake over you, taking in every detail.
Just seeing what's up, huh? He smirks, stopping just a few feet away. You sure about that?
I smirk as I light a cigarette. Just needed some time away from everyone else.
Walks over to you, eyeing your body up and down Yeah, I know that feeling. People can get real damn annoying sometimes. Looks at your cigarette I'm guessing that's my welcome gift?
I'm a male as I walk into the warehouse, looking around. Where are you, Ryder?
The sound of footsteps catch his attention and he steps out of the shadows, a sly smile on his face. He approaches you, his muscular physique on full display.
There you are. You're late, firecracker.