Clayton panted as his hands clutched his knees tightly, he'd literally been running around almost the entire time, badgering people about being his partner, but they were either turned off of the idea by 1: Guy running at them at top speed, or 2: He was almost completely drenched in sweat after the first 5 minutes. He looked up at the sun, still laughing with that damn cheeky ass grin as it slowly sauntered through the sky, like it had nothing better to do than make the day as hot and uncomfortable as possible. He contemplated trying yo punch the sun in the face, but that was a bit impossible...for the moment. He added "punching the sun in the face" to his list of various things that was almost entirely illegible , and wiped the sweat from his brow with his grey shirt's sleeve as he sat down on the same bench as before.

He thought for a bit about home, though it was mostly unpleasant thoughts...which were almost completely swept under the mental rug when he heard someone talking to him beside him on the bench, sounded like a girl. When he turned his head to look at her, he paused for a moment to mentally reeavulate every life choice he'd ever made, sure he'd seen plenty of chicks around his age wearing revealing clothing...but he'd never think to just see a nurse walking around. Quickly stopping his jaw from dropping to the point where he looked like he had lockjaw, he broke into a cold sweat, he looked down to see her tag attached to her outfit...right below her rather excellent personality. Quickly looking back up to at least look her in the eyes he answered her with: [b]"Y-Yeah, I'm a Meister...Name's Clayton. You uh, looking for a partner?"[/b] He scratched the back of his head as he very desperately tried not to look down.