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[indent][indent][indent][indent][justify][color=808080]Wes startled himself awake with a loud snore. By the time he woke up from his nap, he lay sprawled diagonally across his bed, face down. The blankets were halfway on the floor and his left leg dangled over the side of the mattress. He groggily lifted his head and looked around like he had been transplanted to another decade. [color=667c0c]"What year is it?"[/color] he mumbled to himself, propping himself up on his elbow and wiping the spit from his cheek. He rolled over onto his back and stretched causing his whole body to tremble slightly from the extension.

When he finally opened his eyes, he squinted, confused why everything felt so dark. He blinked a couple more times and tried to rub the sleep from his eyes when he realized he must have slept through the day. Wes shot upright in his bed and turned to look at the clock. 7:03 p.m. [color=667c0c]"Oh shit,"[/color] he exclaimed under his breath and jumped out of bed. 

Thankfully, he dragged Trinity and himself into a shower earlier that day, so he could nix wasting time on a second one. He paused, standing beside his bed. His face scrunched up in thought as he tried to recall what [i]else[/i] they did in the shower. He scoffed and brushed it off. There was water, they got wet, that was good enough. Just to be safe, he lifted his arm and sniffed. [i]Eh, he’d be fine.[/i] First things first, he grabbed his deodorant and body spray from the nightstand and applied both, making sure the smell people would get from him was delicious. Honestly, Aphrodite kids probably sweated aphrodisiacs but Wes wasn’t going to risk the possibility of smelling. No sir. 

He then wandered over to his closet and stared at the array of identical clothing. Being a child of the beauty Goddess, you could be forgiven for assuming someone like Wes would have a stellar sense of fashion, but no. In the end, he was a guy… A guy who had the exact same outfit in every color it came in. He liked what he liked and never had to worry about [i]trying[/i] to impress anyone. It usually just… happened. But it was a party, a New Year’s Eve party no less. So, he’d at least try, a little. 

No flannel. Wes always wore flannel. That eliminated like… almost everything. That basically left him a tighter black T-shirt and jeans. He figured if he was going to be dressing a little out of his wheelhouse, he might as well embrace it. Rather than reaching for his usual baggier jeans, he grabbed the pair of form fitting ones shoved away in the corner that he rarely touched. Wearing tight clothes while drinking didn’t sound like the [i]best[/i] idea, but Trinity was always saying how hot he was, so maybe she’d like seeing a little more of his muscles and stuff through his clothes. Guys sure as hell loved it when girls wore tight clothes, who’s to say it was any different the other way around.

It took a little work and a couple jumps to shimmy into the jeans and get them over his thighs. Once they were up and on Wes collapsed back on his bed giving himself a momentary breather. After a minute or so, he grabbed the black T-shirt from the closet and laid it out. He tied the right sleeve into a small knot, which took some effort and his teeth to accomplish. But when he finished he was able to pull the shirt over his head and tuck the knot into the arm hole so it laid relatively flat. He made the mistake of grabbing a pair of shoes with laces, which he hadn’t quite mastered doing one handed. Several stomps, kicks and wiggles later, he managed to wedge his index finger into the heel of the boots and tug them up onto his feet. 

If he wasn’t sweating before, he definitely was by the time he finished dressing. Airing on the side of caution, Wes reapplied a little deodorant and wiped away the sweat that accumulated on his brow. Already running a little late he hurried down the stairs, out his front door and halfway down the exterior stairs before registering the snow that fell around him. He pivoted and went back up a couple steps realizing he forgot his coat, then paused. He should be cold. Why wasn’t he cold? He extended his hand, catching stray snowflakes in his palm. They were definitely cold and melted shortly after touching his skin, but he felt… fine? Was he going crazy? He thought about it for all of about two seconds before shrugging, disregarding it as Camp bullshit and kept heading down the stairs. 

Wes’s cabin was fairly close to the field, so it took him maybe five minutes if he lollygagged to get there. The very first thing that grabbed his attention was the massive sledding hill as he caught the tail end of whatever Nelly was shouting and her speedy descent. Oh, he had [i]every[/i] intention of conquering that several times before the night was over but first… His eyes skimmed everyone who was already there, not as much as he had imagined, but maybe that meant he wasn’t as late as he thought. He noticed a couple unfamiliar faces but mostly people he knew. But when he saw Andy and the back of a blonde, he knew it could only be one person. 

As he approached, Wes made sure to remain a little stealthy, approaching Trinity from behind. He held up his index finger to his lips, signaling for anyone around to not let on that he was approaching. He was only a few feet away when Trinity picked up two shots and turned to Andy. Before the daughter of Hecate could take the drink, Wes moved around Trinity, leaning down and grabbing a glass straight from her hand with his mouth. He did his best not to laugh and accidentally spit it out before tilting his head back and taking the shot. When he finished he playfully spit the glass out, caught it and discarded it somewhere on the bar. 

His hand took Trinity’s waist and turned her around to face him so he could get a good look at her. It wasn’t until that moment that Wes noticed how she was dressed. He had gotten used to her always being more of a tomboy and modest, that seeing her in a transparent shirt with only some kind of sports bra thing on underneath [i]definitely[/i] got this attention. He bit his lip and spent a long moment taking in the whole outfit, but more specifically the skin she willingly exposed. [color=667c0c]"Hey there, sexy,"[/color] he said as his gaze trailed up her body to meet hers. [color=667c0c]"I have a girlfriend, but I won’t tell her if you won’t,"[/color] he teased before leaning in to give her a longer and more passionate kiss than what was probably ok in public, but he couldn’t give a shit. He at least didn’t use tongue… yet. Once more alcohol was in his system, no promises. 

[color=667c0c]"I don’t want to intrude on girl time,"[/color] he said, holding up his hand innocently as he turned to include Andy in the conversation… and Heath, which he somehow missed. [color=667c0c]"Sorry, man. I was distracted. You can understand."[/color] he apologized, giving him a pat on the shoulder with a wink, assuming he understood how beautiful women had a way of distracting men and getting their attention. 

Wes moved behind Trinity, sliding his arm around her waist to pull her back into him. He placed a tender kiss on the cap of her shoulder, then raised his mouth to her ear, whispering low enough that only she could hear. [color=667c0c]"Don’t get too drunk. I have [i]every[/i] intention of seeing these clothes on the floor tonight."[/color] He pulled away and gave her ass a little slap as he retreated.

He really [i]really[/i] wanted to give that sledding hill a go. But Wes noticed a nice looking guy outnumbered by two girls, so he figured he’d throw him a bone. As he got closer he picked up the tail end of the conversation. [color=5a6a85]"So we just need one more person or you guys can team up against me if you want to."[/color]

[color=667c0c]"Hell yeah, cornhole,"[/color] he said with excitement as he approached the group. [color=667c0c]"Did I just hear there’s room for a fourth?"[/color] Wes asked, taking a step forward to join them. He knew Evelyn, even if they hadn’t ever really spoken to one another, but the other two were new faces. [color=667c0c]"I’m Wes,"[/color] he offered. First he held out his fist toward the guy for a fist bump since a handshake with him was kind of awkward without a right arm. Then he offered both girls a friendly smile and head nod.[/color][/justify][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

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