11-22-2016, 01:25 AM
"Most of them have been sold in this area" she stated while walking down the marble tiled floors, heels clicking loudly as she walked at a moderate pace like a tour guide leading them around. "But it's no issue to find something for any client's taste and ship them over."
Bryce raised an eyebrow, looking at Samuel, using his grip to pull the older male over briefly.
"What is this" he asked. "A brothel or some mail order shit?"
The man looked a bit stern and serious, walking away to continue the walk to join Dr. Goodwin, but he did turn to look back at Bryce.
"As I told you, someone to get your mind off some things. No harm in sending them back when you're done."
Bryce rolled his eyes and just kept walking, but slowly. The male was playing around with his phone as they walked into the room full of males clad in certain clothing. It was like an orphanage, but for what particularly? Bryce just saw men of varying ages, each attempting to look what could be thought of as attractive. Dr. Goodwin explained the situation and left it among the two to survey over each individual for a bit.
"There's not much to go off of" he whispered to Samuel.
"Maybe because you're not looking around?" He snatched up the phone from the male like he was a kid, turning it off and placing it in his pocket. "You don't get this back until you find someone of interest. Humor me, at least."
He rolled his eyes under the shade, smirking as he walked around some of the chatty individuals. None of them caught his interest. Some felt a bit to touchy, causing the muscles underneath the long sleeve shirt he wore to tense and scare them off. It was out of these situations that he noticed a male, reading a book. He had the size he was looking for in an individual, seemed to have that vibe of being surly. Bryce rubbed the stubble on his chin a bit, thinking the matter over. Eh, he was reckless enough to try it.
"Yo" he said outwards as he walked over. He took a seat downward next to the male, almost shoving the male he was with out the way if not for the interference of Samuel catching him.
"Do forgive him, he's a bit hungover from last night."
Bryce looked at the book, smirking a bit. "You know, I could just tell you how that story ends and we can converse about some other things instead."
By his appearance, Bryce was undeterred. He thought they looked good together and he was going to press his luck.
Bryce raised an eyebrow, looking at Samuel, using his grip to pull the older male over briefly.
"What is this" he asked. "A brothel or some mail order shit?"
The man looked a bit stern and serious, walking away to continue the walk to join Dr. Goodwin, but he did turn to look back at Bryce.
"As I told you, someone to get your mind off some things. No harm in sending them back when you're done."
Bryce rolled his eyes and just kept walking, but slowly. The male was playing around with his phone as they walked into the room full of males clad in certain clothing. It was like an orphanage, but for what particularly? Bryce just saw men of varying ages, each attempting to look what could be thought of as attractive. Dr. Goodwin explained the situation and left it among the two to survey over each individual for a bit.
"There's not much to go off of" he whispered to Samuel.
"Maybe because you're not looking around?" He snatched up the phone from the male like he was a kid, turning it off and placing it in his pocket. "You don't get this back until you find someone of interest. Humor me, at least."
He rolled his eyes under the shade, smirking as he walked around some of the chatty individuals. None of them caught his interest. Some felt a bit to touchy, causing the muscles underneath the long sleeve shirt he wore to tense and scare them off. It was out of these situations that he noticed a male, reading a book. He had the size he was looking for in an individual, seemed to have that vibe of being surly. Bryce rubbed the stubble on his chin a bit, thinking the matter over. Eh, he was reckless enough to try it.
"Yo" he said outwards as he walked over. He took a seat downward next to the male, almost shoving the male he was with out the way if not for the interference of Samuel catching him.
"Do forgive him, he's a bit hungover from last night."
Bryce looked at the book, smirking a bit. "You know, I could just tell you how that story ends and we can converse about some other things instead."
By his appearance, Bryce was undeterred. He thought they looked good together and he was going to press his luck.