<div class="floatright">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/Take_Away_by_ranp101.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_color" style="background-color: beige;"><span class="bbc_u"><span style="text-decoration: overline;"><em>.::. Tragan Nathanial Mitchelle .::.</em></span></span></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_color" style="background-color: beige;">.::. Late Night Meetings .::.<br/>.::.Wearing: Jeans (http://image.made-in-china.com/2f0j00FBeaDwusfMpg/Stylish-Silm-Men-Jeans-JBM0027-.jpg), a V-neck (http://cache0.bigcartel.com/product_images/35760906/DGDB_Black_V_Neck_Mens_LATEST.jpg) with his favorite lyrics on it, and a leather jacket (http://www.icandyclothing.com/images/2011/11/Mens-Leather-Bomber-Jacket-3.jpg).<br/>.::. Tagging: Austin, anyone .::.</span></span></span></div><br/>Tray watched Austin snag up the beer that was placed in front of them, and lifted an eye brow, a small twitch of smile appearing on his face, before he went serious again.  He knew Austin didn't mind him stealing his beer, and he wasn't guilty or anything, but by the end of the night, he'd end up buying a round to, which was more than okay with him.<br/><br/>“<em>Private?[...]You aren’t gonna tell me you’ve got cancer or something?</em>”  He followed his friend over to a private booth, his eyes looking around the club.  He saw something going on with his cousins, but allowed his gaze to slide away from them.  He'd ask Brie about it later, but he had something important to talk about with Austin, and he couldn't afford his attention to be split in other directions.<br/><br/>“<em>What’s on your mind kid?</em>”  His eyes swung back to Austin, and he shook his head, apparently he had less success at paying attention than he thought he had.<br/><br/>"<strong>What?  Oh, yeah, no I mean no, I don't have cancer, it's nothing like that.</strong>"  He blinked, and took another pull from his beer, setting it down, before he sat down himself.<br/><br/>"<strong>Well, you know how we roomed together in college, well I need a place to stay after my lease is up, and I really don't want to live with the rest of the family right now.  Think you could use a roommate again?</strong>"  He wasn't particularly worried that Austin would turn him down, but he still felt a bit nervous.  He was supposed to be an adult now, but he didn't particularly feel that way at the moment.<br/><br/>After he had finished talking, a pretty little waitress walked over, handing them two more beers.  He raised an eyebrow, not sure about accepting them, since he hadn't ordered them, and he was pretty sure that Austin hadn't.  And than the girl was flashing him her white teeth, and she slid a napkin across the table to him.  He recognized the handwriting immediately, and turned in his seat to flash his twin a thankful look, but couldn't find her in the crowd.  Thanking the waitress, he watched her walk away, the sway of her hips catching his attention, before he turned back to Austin, a deviant grin on his face.<br/><br/>"<strong>The next round is on Brie.</strong>"  The grin was still plastered on his face, but he was still nervous, not completely sure what Austin would say next.