#wrecklessmen

Dean was at yet another party. He liked having fun and getting drunk was almost always apart of that.. He walked through the house, red cup in hand when she spotted him. His eyes locked on his and he smiled. The guy was attractive.

  Leaning against a tree, Brendan hunched over and rested his hands on his knees. "Fuck..." The Beta breathed out, gasping softly for air as his heart and lungs fought to catch up with himself. He'd been running for sometime now, trying to test the limits of his supernatural stamina and strength, and he didn't even notice that he wasn't alone.

Isaac was walking out of the coffee shop, a latte in his hand and his phone in the other. He was in a good mood, which was surprising, considering that he'd just met Finstock at the shop; apparently, though, the teacher was a little more civil when he wasn't in school. 

He was so lost in his thoughts that he almost walked into a person going in the opposite direction on the sidewalk, but managed to avoid impact. "Sorry, my bad," he said with a little smile.