<div class="floatleft">(http://orig15.deviantart.net/bff9/f/2015/133/8/2/8288093a65fd560053d6c0298eed44d6-d8t81j4.jpg)</div>Name: Ian<br/>Time: After School<br/>Location: ES Club room<br/>Tagging: Blair, Joanna, Valsche<br/>Notes:<br/><hr/><br/>Green eyes quickly darted over to Joanne when she entered the scene, though more at the kitten that was tucked away in her arms who curiously stared around the club room.The pools of green widened and the brunette almost found himself forgetting his current task at hand, almost. Shaking his head, and making a mental note he'd need to 'attack' Joanna later to get the cat, Ian found himself planting his hands firmly onto Blair's shoulders, trying to keep himself focused on the important work he was needed to do and the raven haired boy was perhaps the only one he knew would really believe the importance of what he had to say. Leaning in a bit closer, parting his lips, Ian moved without knowing just how much he was actually managing to feed into the blonds imagination. Though, the moment did not last for very long, and in came the other person the brunette youth had been waiting for.<br/><br/>Ian watched as Valsche  made his way further into the club room in long dragging strides, till he settled himself into the bean chair and the blue eyes looked at him. The green hue's found themselves staring into the frozen sea of icy blue, and the boy could have sworn, that as their eyes met that the two had shared a moment that only true best friends could share. An underlined understanding of his predicament , and just how important it was that the club would catch the thief and once again, Ian found himself swelling up with the same excitement he had, while he was waiting for posse. The fingers slowly loosened the already loose grip on the raven haired youth, before finally accepting invitation bestowed upon him by his best friend; Valsche.<br/><br/>Diving himself into the little space left on the beanbag, Ian clung perhaps uncomfortably close to the tall silver haired youth, as the green eyes stared pleadingly into the blue. "They have been stealing my lunch! AHumpfff!" The shorter youth exclaimed, as his slender digits found themselves grabbing onto the collar of his shirt. "You have to help me!" Ian almost begged, and could have perhaps even sounded like his voice cracked there in the end, if it weren't for the fact that the moment was rudely interrupted by a growl, and Ian found himself biting down his lower lip and closing his eyes, as his cheeks flushed with a rosy shade of pink.