cuddletalk | 001. video; un: hero.

[Cut to an open video feed which shows the living area of an apartment in one of Cadelle's residential buildings. At first there's no-one to be seen, however there is something to be heard- the obnoxiously loud and catchy tune of a particular song. Within a couple of moments young Thom Creed can be seen in a pair of briefs, white socks and a casual t-shirt a la Risky Business.

The average ordinary gay teen superhero has a broom in one hand which is being used in equal parts to sweep the floor of his apartment and also as a microphone. With Thom himself lip syncing along, not a care in the world as he throws his body around the apartment in the closest approximation you might find to dancing for a boy who'd never so much as been in a club before.

Thom was lucky to get the song to play, as inept as he was on a technological level. He was not lucky though if you considered the fact he'd managed to set the video feed to broadcast in the process, showing the entirety of Cadelle his tighty-whities and his impressive entertaining skillset.]

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( will's quick to switch from text to voice, considering this kid sounds mortified out of his fucking mind. )

Dude, you're good. Chill.

At least you weren't dancing around to like, fucking — Nickelback. Jesus.

How is this chill! [There was definitely an edge of hysteria creeping in there. Eighteen year old Thom was starting to sound like a three year old.] I was dancing, in my fucking underwear... to a song... about boys.

So what?

( there's a shrug on his end, not that thom will hear it. a veritable ¯\_(ツ)_/¯, if you will. )

Own it.

I don't want to own this, in fact... I want to give this away. [He wants nothing to do with this at all ever, because eternal mortification.]

It's not that bad. At least it was on accident. ( a pause. ) Honestly, this seems like the type of shit I'd do on purpose when fucking wasted.

Hey, at least you were wearing underwear.

I can't say I've ever been wasted enough to do that kind of embarrassing stuff. [Which would probably change during his time in Cadelle.] ...why wouldn't I be wearing underwear? [Such an innocent child, first time living alone and all that.]

I dunno, 'cause you took them off or something?

( ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

I guess the kids these days don't go streaking around the neighborhood cul-de-sac because they had a little too many Bud Lights. You're making me feel old, dude. Get off my lawn. Et cetera.

I'd feel pretty weird cleaning my place without any underwear on. [You can just tell he's not the let it all hang out kind of guy.]

I've never had a Bud Light... [Thom was the paragon of innocence, man, he didn't do these things.] And I wouldn't know what kids these days do, not really. [Mostly because he didn't have any friends and his idea of a good time was volunteering down at the local community centre.]

First time for everything, man. If there's ever a place to try new shit and meet new people, it's probably a place like this one. Cheesy, yeah, but whatever.

Just don't accidentally broadcast it if you decide that streaking's drunk-you's favorite hobby, okay? That shit's not cute.

I guess you're right, I've never lived alone before either.

[Thom pales a little at that and you can almost hear it in his voice.] Yeah I really hope streaking isn't drunk me's favourite hobby. I can count on one hand all the people who've seen me naked. [And he'd probably only need to count his parents in that one.]

Protip number two: I'd probably avoid cluing people in to how many people have seen you naked. Unless you're bragging, I guess, but that might come off dick-ish.

( will feels like this kid's guru or some shit right now. )

[Thom flushes and hopes the heat on his face can't be heard in his voice.] You're probably right... especially considering what kind of place this is, I don't exactly wanna run around with a big neon sign that screams virgin do I?

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