<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><em>Charlie</em>, Tango, Bravo.</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="floatright">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/smallville/images/3/35/905Smallville0240.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20091024192658)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Hayden Sky<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Administrator<br/><strong>Job:</strong> Dean of Jamison Clarke<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Straight<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Upset<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 10|04|16 7:18 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Apt 8<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kris AKA Charlie - <em><strong>closed</strong></em></span><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/>Hayden was going through the motions now, nodding his face expressionless, his eyes almost vacant with a tinge or redness on the lids and the tip of his nose was a little red as well as a slight redness on his cheeks from the emotions he was going through. Watching as she filled two glasses with top notch stuff and ice. <br/><br/>Grabbing the food he headed towards the couch and plopped down setting the bag down on the coffee table his hands relaxed his legs a bit opened in his Jeans and grey t-shirt as he stared blankly at the television. Opting to lean forward and remove the containers of food, he had bought a lot of different stuff and set them on the table. Before he leaned back on the couch.<br/><br/>Knowing she was hungry, but he couldn't stomach the thought of ingesting food at the moment. Although he had been starving prior to receiving that text message. Sighing the man still hadn't said a word. Opting not to lean into her arms just yet, seeing if she would grab for some sort of container letting her eat before he bombarded her personal space. Yet his shoulders and his hips were touching hers.<br/><br/>Biting his lip he did lean his head against her shoulder though and sighed out, <strong>"you want me to bring the rest of your stuff in really quick? I can unload it fairly fast. Give you time to eat?"</strong> He honestly didn't know what else to say other than to change the subject. Though she was being an amazing friend at the moment the prospect of cuddling her after such heartache scared him. He didn't want to hold onto her for all the wrong reasons. Add to the fact that even in high school they always fought like siblings and would avoid touchy feely crap most times. But he really did want to curl up against her badly. <br/><br/>Patience. He'd wait till she was done eating and relaxed before he mopped more. So he leaned forward now and grabbed his glass sipping from it a bit, then taking another sip as he licked his lips and set it back down, leaning back. <br/></span></span>