closed starter for @leonvrdos
He had hardly been expecting an invitation over and whatever crazy fucking idea had popped into his head, he had decided to take the plunge and accept it. As someone who was new in town, he figured it would be a good start to expand his horizons, and if he was going to admit it to himself, a little excitement in his life wouldn’t go unwarranted and he wasn’t going to turn it down. It had been a hot minute since he’d had any excitement in his life since he had stepped out of the party scene and back into the real world and maybe this would be just what he needed, for all he knew. After locating his beer and packing up the bag he lugged around on his motorcycle, he was preparing to head over to Leo’s place after shooting him a quick and brief text for their movie marathon in question, part of which he was questioning. If he was going to be forced to watch some dumbass movie, some entertainment in the background wouldn’t be entirely unwanted, honestly. Sitting through boring bullshit meetings in the military had been easy for someone that had disconnected himself from sex and anything to do with it, as he had for seventeen years aside from the very occasional one-night stand. However, in the past couple of years alone, his own game had risen dramatically in a flurry of hook-ups and flings that he could only describe as trying to forget something. For good reason, he supposed. He had too much to forget and only so much time to forget it, and perhaps a part of that was his own age closing in on him, although it was difficult to say. Regardless, for someone normally reluctant to become so accepting of social invitations, he found himself wanting for it for once. Closed off as ever, he imagined it would still be far too difficult to make connections, but wherever it would lead, he would follow, despite being more of a leader himself. After checking with his phone to ensure he had the right directions in mind, easily pegging it to memory after a good deal of time spent in the military and many missions dealt with in a fucking jungle or something else nearly as dense and indiscernable, this would be a breeze. It didn’t take him long to get to that side of town and to locate the humble living quarters of Leo himself, hefting his bag off the bike and heading up the steps, knocking on the door and taking a drag from his dying cigarette, intending to put it out in an ashtray once he got in the door. “Hey! Open the fuck up, Leonardo DiCaprio!”
