[center]Adonis "Andy" Ring[/center]

Where'd that spoon even go? Adonis wondered as he peered from between the balcony bars before finally choosing to stand, looking over the side and- oh. 

"It's you."
The comment didn't mean to slip out, but it did, and in his heart Andy hoped it was low enough that the older woman below hadn't heard because frankly, the comment was a bit rude. Then again, it wasn't as though he typically wasn't rude to the girl- it was Erin. The man hater, the amputee, the snarky smoker, the one that glared and traded shouts with him now and again.

In one word, she was a bitch. 
In two words- huge bitch. 

And she had his spoon. "Oh yeah, that's mine," started Andy as he raised a hand in a sort of half wave, half telling the teacher that just called out his name that he was present, "Just-" just what? Throw it up? Andy had little to no faith in his own catching abilities, much more Erin's throwing skills. And he didn't want to tell her to walk it up to him, given that stairs must've been a nuisance for the lady. That and it'd have to involve door opening, which frankly, Andy wasn't still used to doing. 

As he continued his pause, the group of surrounding persons seemed to have largened, the sound of his neighbor to the side pulling him from his thoughts. "Oh. Hey," he greeted as politely as he could, offering a small wave to Alice with his still raised free hand before glancing back down. Yet another girl seemed to have appeared, however, and though she seemed unfamiliar, her red hair seemed to strike a chord in Andy's memory. Which was strange, given the teen's abilities, but he chalked it up to him probably not having seen her face to face until now, and prior engagements were probably minimal. She waved as well, and quite enthusiastically, to which Andy offered one back. 

His hand was getting kinda tired from all the waving. He contininued with Erin, "Just- it's not mine. I mean it is, but-"

The CatDog pair bounded into play, the smaller of the two suddenly piping up and offering to use his giant of a brother to return the spoon. Oh gosh, all this for a spoon? Honestly- 
"No really," assured the greek boy, his waving hand subconsciously rising to itch at his bandage covered forehead, "it's fine. You can just give it back to Jin, he would've picked it up later anyways."

Sighing, he glanced at the jello cup in his left hand, a single dent in the clear green dessert, it being the only spoonful Andy took before his spoon flew away. Whatever, he was full from breakfast anyways. "And if you guys want this," he offered, trying to sound polite as he leaned further over the balcony edge, stretching out his cup holding hand, "You can have it I guess. Thanks for, uh. Worrying about the spoon. I guess."

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[center]Daniel Wordsworth[/center]

Several tenants had come and gone, said several waving at Daniel as they passed, the tall gentleman always offering a smile and a small wave back. A number seemed to have gathered at a spot in the front yard, and upon further observation found that they were all looking up at a familiar face- Andy Ring, of apartment 2B.

Jin seemed to have set his hose down, making his way to the front steps to grab at a pair of gardening gloves, to which Daniel posed, "Any idea what kind of party's going on over there?"
"Something about Andy's spoon," said Jin, offering a small smile and a shrug that said 'eh, they're cute whatever they do'. Or, that's how Daniel perceived it.
"Quite a fun group indeed," agreed the taller of the two to a statement that hadnt been said, shutting his mailbox as he did so. He toyed with the idea of joining them, deciding against it and holding to head back instead. His night and morning had been rather busy and long, and what Daniel truly needed was a fresh shower and a change of clothes. 

"Well," started the beautiful man as Jin finished pulling on his second glove, "I'll be heading up now. I'll grab Andy's lunch on the way down."
"Thanks," nodded Jin as he started back to the garden, ready for some intense weed pulling. He stopped and turned back, calling out, "Oh, and the new guy just moved in today, if you were wondering."
"Hm? Really? I'll greet him later then," Daniel smiled and waved, taking off his sunglasses as he started for the stairs. 

Upon arrival in his room, Daniel had stripped of his shoes, placing his shades at a nearby table as he did so. He unbuttoned his shirt after shutting the door behind him, heading straight for the balcony and giving it an open to let in the sun. Oof, and the weather could've been better, but for now it'll have to do. Daniel after all, was going to take a shower, and last thing he needed was to come out to a freezing home. 

He entered the shower and continued undressing and basically he is now showering and should be done by the next post.