#hopspringfling

Red burst out laughing and almost spilled his drink all over the guy right next to him. “What? I’m serious! I could not find any clean underwear!” He explained and started blushing. “I was already running late to the event and I had to get down here, so yeah...” He admitted and tried to hide the red of his cheeks behind his drink. “I’m not wearing any underwear, but not for the reason that you’re probably thinking!” It could be considered as a way for Red to be sexy, but that was not his main goal. No underwear was better than dirty ones, specially in a fancy evening like this. “It’s not like people are going to notice anyway... right? Can you tell I’m not wearing anything under the slacks?” 

Parties were like fuel for Isaac, making sure he looked his absolute best before casually making his way outback where the party was being held.  He loved outdoor parties, and it was even better that he could see the goal posts in the distance, a night so vivid in his memory that him and Steven shared causing him to grin like a fucking idiot.  He pulled out his phone, posing for a ridiculous selfie before sending it to Steven's phone, just to bug him as he liked doing so much.  He was offered a drink, something in a flute which he figured meant champagne, but he turned it down instead turning his attention to the closest bar.  No, a drink would have to wait, for now Isaac could mingle - flash his pearly whites and talk a few men up.  It was a party after all and Isaac would be in the center of it all enjoying himself.

Spring Fling || Hiro and Red

Dean... Troy knew that name and he breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to meet someone new, but in spite of how good he was feeling that day, the pre-party cocktails had already taken a toll on his energy and he felt drained. Getting to be around someone that he already met would take a little burden off him and not completely exhaust him. Smoothing down the front of his suit, and making small adjustments to Jordans little dress, he scanned the crowds until he spotted who he was looking for. He shuffled over his cane making a fainting tapping on the dance floor, he gave the staff member a small wave. “Hey there,” he said smiling faintly. How are you? Haven’t seen you in awhile. Jordan you remember this guy right?” He looked down at the pit bull and she let out a soft woof of aknowlmentment. He grinned at her before turning his attention back to Dean. “So, you got me for a little while. I got to warn you I’m not much for dancing, but we could dome something else.”