[center][h3][color=2e3192]A L E X   G RA Y S O N[/color][/h3][/center]
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Lady Amalthea] via text
[b]Location:[/b] Alex's room
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Alex knew who Belle was. Sort of. She was his roommate but with the busy days he ran he seldom saw her. It was almost impossible for him to realize that Belle had ‘dibs’ on Rose, but he was okay with it. As was evident by the smile on his face. Apparently at least one person was getting absorbed by the group from the very start. He had little doubt that at some point he’d get his place among the people too. But if his past was any indication of the future, then it would take just a little more time than Rose required.

He put the phone away and grabbed his closed bag. His attire was as typical Alex as it ever could be. A loose fitting jeans, nothing tight or showing his rather athletic figure. The gray t-shirt was a little tighter, hinting and the muscles underneath it. But he doubted that anyone would see him in just a t-shirt and jeans. Over it, he kept quite a baggy hoody. It completely hid his shape. It was far from fashionable attire, but it was very comfortable and that was all he ever needed. His short hair was a somehow still a mess, and no amount of combing would help it. The 3 days old beard did fit him well though.

His keys were on his desk, next to a PC. The thing was rarely shut down. Even at night it was running, constantly get fed statics and diagnostics from the company’s servers and programs. At night he simply turned off the screen. But now he felt obligated to turn the poor thing down. After a quick scan of the stats he finally shut it down. Suddenly the room felt a lot quieter than he remember. Even though the computer made nearly no sound at all. He then grabbed his keys and bags and walked towards the door.

But stopped right in front of it. If he was going with his own car, he’d be alone in it for a few hours. Only then did he realize he hadn’t been alone, undistracted, for more than an hour or two. One name flashed through his head: Julie. Her name would go through his head a lot more often if he didn’t do anything about it. Going alone was not an option. With a quick move he pulled his phone out again. Tas. It was a longshot. He didn’t know the girl, which wasn’t really a problem. But she didn’t know him. That did feel like an issue. Never the less, she was his only escape now, so he just took a leap of faith.

[center][b]To Tas:[/b]
[color=585996]Can I ride with you?[/color][/center]