Reflecting The World

Tom raised a brow curiously and smirked. He was amused now and getting cocky. Even though he tensed when he was called over, it passed quicker than normal. He approached the stranger slowly and cautiously as he started to talk to himself again. If this person turned out to try to hurt him, he could just run.

He could outrun this person.... probably. If he had a belt, definitely.

He started to close the gap between him and the other person, eying him defiantly and with as much fake confidence as he could muster.

His eyes narrowed even more as the person came closer. His fuse was really short now, so anything this guy said could make him see red.

He could see through him though. The guy was a little freaked out and tried to act all tough. Bill snorted and walked a few steps towards the stranger. "Was there anything you wanted?" he asked, plastering a sugar sweet smile on his face that was supposed to look forced.

Seriously? He could barely see anything now! Flex looked around, trying to find a better view. Aha! There was a reflection in the car next door! It was probably too far to hear anything, though. See or hear? What a choice!!

Searching the ground for anything that could help him, he quickly found what he was looking for. Picking up a small rock, he aimed as best he could and threw it towards the two men. He knew that a rock in the other side of the mirror would fly in the same direction, hopefully hitting them, and herding them towards the car door.

Tom closed the gap between the him and the stranger, now only standing a few feet away from him. Far enough away that in case this person decided to lunge at him and attack him, he'd be just out of reach... or so he hoped.

He didn't like the stranger's smile... it was fake and forced. Tom had seen enough fake smiles in his lifetime, although he'd given quite a few all the same. "No. Not particularly. I was walking and saw you talking to yourself and was curious about what you were doing." Tom said, trying to be act as casual as possible.

He watched the other closely, ready to defend himself if he were to be attacked. Suddenly he felt something hit him in the leg, although the other boy hadn't moved. "Ow, what the fuck was that?!" Tom cried and looked accusingly at the stranger.

"Talking to myself," Bill echoed with a snort and narrowed his eyes further. This man seemed to think he was able to take him down and Bill almost considered lunging at him, but decided against it for the time being.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something else, the stranger twitched as if hit by something and started yelling at him. "Hey!" Bill said, holding up his hands. "What is wrong with you, I didn't do anything. Did you see me do anything?"

Flex giggled insanely, picking up another rock and throwing it in the same direction. A fight wouldn't be so bad, either, he decided. He stood at the corner, barely able to see them.

Maybe they would jump on each other and roll around or something. This was gonna be so great! It almost distracted him from finding his Tom. Almost.