Moonlight511

“This chair taken?” Peter looked up from his laptop screen. A man stood over him, wearing a hoodie that covered his face. Peter glanced around, wondering why the man didn’t take a chair from one of the empty tables littered around the café. “No.” “Good.” The man sat down. Peter blinked in panic. “Oh, no, I thought you meant…” The man laughed and leant forward, so that Peter could get a proper look at the man’s face. “Wade?” The masked man laughed again. “Yep.” “What are you doing here?” “Looking for you, of course.” &ld

Warning: This has Boy x Boy in it, if you don't like don't look or deal with it. :p Wade walked causally down the path to Empire State University, hands is his shorts pockets, flip flops making obnoxious noises with each step. His tank top had some silly joke plastered on the front which passers by sometimes chuckled at. The mercenary responded to the various greetings he received, whether it be verbal or physical. Walk by high fives or a 'Hey Wade, whats up?' he responded to them all brightly. With a grin and almost skip in his step the mercenary arrived at the school and walked right in like he owned the place. He may not be a student but