[Klayko]

“Life is tough,” Kyson stated. He poured himself another shot, downing it once more. He was used to the burning and strong taste of the beverage. “Sometimes, we have to take risks. It’s scary and sometimes it’s challenging, but what if we don’t? Nothing happens, then.”

So, there it was now, Kyson gingerly resting a hand on Jace. He personally did not know what was getting into him, but he was aware and the sheer thrill of it sent his heart racing, further. He took a few deep breaths, his brown eyes gazing back at Jace’s. If Jace did not resist, Kyson would softly bring him closer into an embrace, his arms wrapped around his waistline. There would be nervousness, but eventually Kyson would connect his thick lips with Jace’s before pulling away from it.

“What I’m saying is, do you want to spend another night moping around or do you want someone who knows how to treat someone right how to have a good time with the all the drink you’ve been downing to drown out your grief?”

Right now, Kyson didn’t care about school. His mind was glossed over in a fever. An actual fever from the spores, but to him, it felt like he was alright with this and he really wanted to let some energy within his body out. “Don’t let the idea of your job hold this over your head. You’re human like the rest of us and you deserve to feel better than what you presently are right now. So, as I said before, do you want to handle grown folks business?”