Ryan Kenney | 20 | Male | Demi-pansexual | Single | Tags; Ava, Wolfie
Ryan's head was in the clouds, distracted by his thoughts and as Ava's words registered in his ears he became aware of the red disc hurling its way toward his face. Not having time to react, the Frisbee hit the man right in the middle of his forehead, making a loud bonk as it made contact with his skin. Pain stung the man's forehead, and he clamped a hand to it as a nervous breath escaped his lips. By this time the three dogs had bounded over and Blue had claimed the disc, running farther off with it in his mouth before giving the other dogs a taunting play bow. "You've got quite the arm, Ava," Ryan called out as he lowered his hand and shook his head with a chuckle. "Don't worry, I'll go get the Frisbee so we can keep playing," he continued, not noticing a tiny cut left on his forehead that was bleeding slightly.
Nick Meyers | 23 | Male | Homosexual | Single | Tags; Elliot
Nick placed his hands in his pockets, not knowing what to do with them. He smiled as Elliot laughed and placed his hands behind his back. He did have a nice laugh, and Nick was pleasantly surprised when Elliot said he was a writer as well, although he wasn't surprised when he mentioned being a model. He was rather attractive, although Nick wouldn't admit it, at least not to Elliot's face. "A songwriter, model, and writer? Wow, you've got quite the resume," the male said with a laugh although he seemed a bit sad when he spoke of modeling in his past. He hadn't heard much about the modeling industry except what he saw on America's Next Top Model, but he supposed there could be a lot of pressure and such in the industry. "I write mostly short stories, but not many publishers want short stories. They told me to work on a novel..." Nick turned his head towards Ichor and took in the palomino's beautiful coloring before taking a breath. "The most I could get is six pages." The male turned his attention back towards Elliot, an idea popping into his mind. "This might be a little random, but would you like to go for a ride with the horses?" He asked, shifting his weight onto his heels out of nerves.
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