<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/XYpwzsx.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devlin Reeves<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell Landing, Campsite<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Those there - Max<br/><strong>Info:</strong>Is Devlin Speech<br/><hr/><br/>"Hey fixing things is good! Don't stress it." Devlin said as he took a long drag from his smoke and then let it exhale away from both of them. It appeared he was completely capable of ignoring the two women making out, which made it pretty obvious he had a 'type'. For now he was waiting for one of those cute girls to come back, like that feathery dame.<br/><br/>He shook the hand of the male and then nodded. "Good to have another eevee type here, other than me and Evelyn." He added as he took a long drink from the bottle and then looked around the campsite. There was a lot going on, but he was finding it to be strangely relaxing. "Also depends on your definition of hammering and slapping together. I'm sure you'll find a new future here. If you decide to chase some tail, just be careful of my sister. She's been restricted from that, so she's overeager and likely to suck a man dry."