"I like cats. Wouldn't mind sharing a nap or two with the little guy," Kevin smiled back at Calliope, kicking his feet up and propping them up on the table. He stretched his hands over his head, releasing the tension of his sore shoulders before rerolling up the sleeves of his dark-blue shirt. He rested his head gently on the bulky cushion of the couch, allowing for his frame to be swallowed by the luxurious sofa. Tilting his head slightly, Kevin faced and grinned at the young girl situated on her side of the territory to his left.

"You don't snore, do you?" Kevin teased, letting out a laugh. Taking the cap off of his head, the boy ran his slender fingers through his dark hair, which was usually straight and styled, but became flat and unruly due to hat hair, massaging out the clumps of twisted roots that pulled at his scalp. He gave a small, polite yawn, tilting his body so that his mouth wasn't visible to the girl adjacent to him, before capping the baseball hat back on. Kevin glanced over his shoulders and couldn't help but smile at the liveliness of the setting. It seemed another guest had arrive, a young girl with flowing black hair, adding another number to their diverse and spontaneous group. 

But because it seemed like the newcomer was occupied by Rayne, Eleanor, and the gratuitous host himself, Kevin decided it was best to introduce himself later. He'd have the whole Summer, after all. Turning back to his 'room-mate', Kevin dropped his feet to the floor and leaned forward, propping his elbows on his thighs and resting his chin against clasped hands. The young man eyed her gently, his dark eyes warm and analytical. 

"Huh. Never seen you wearing your hair like that before," Kevin said, tilting his head and pursed his lips in curiosity. His eyes followed the golden wisps of her long hair, admiring at the soft glow produced by it's reflection of the interior ambiance. The only times the two ever spoken to each other were at the base of a looming rock wall, with Callie's hair being bundled up or tied in a non-distracting way as she preps to climb, like all of the other women that were a part of their climbing group. In fact, he had never seen any other side to her besides her athletic portrait. The two didn't consider each other as close friends despite their congruent activity, and thus, only ever talked to each other out of politeness, having not seen each other any where else but. However, here she was now, among a group of strangers alike, just a few feet away from him. It was quite weird, albeit refreshing, to see her in a state other than competitive. Small world indeed. Kevin smiled as he could hear the optimism burst forth from Rayne as he engaged with the group behind him.