'yeah...' they walled down the hill 'MOOO~OOM! he yelled he stopped right before the school gate and wandered up a small brick path

"Well...at least I don't have to worry about you being to quiet for anyone in the universe to hear." Chris chuckles a bit before trotting behind Alec. He's wondering why they're here.

he laughed "mom will like you" he opened up the front door. mom! mom! ma-ma-ma-mom!" a somewhat tall looking woman came out of a back room. "mama!" he grinned "i am late but i brought an excuse!"

He snorts and laughs a bit at Alec's calling his mother. He finds it funny, but he isn't the one being called either. He just kind of follows Alec, halfway hiding behind him. He's feeling all awkward and the like.

his mom steps forward "mother dearest, distraction" he turned towards the other "distraction, my maa~' he stressed the 'a' in a hilbilly fishion

"I'm not a distraction. You ran me over. There's a difference." He sticks out his tongue a bit at Alec...before he goes back to being polite. "Hello. I'm Chris."

'hello cris, it is nice to meet you, i am hannah' she smiled the same beatific smile as her son but without the tilt it could pass as pretty. 'would you like some bannana-nut muffins?'

"Nice to meet you too." And now his hands are shoved in his pockets. "Mmm. No, but thanks." He feels awkward in this place. He doesn't really know Alec and so he feels like he's invading kind of as he looks around a bit.

he smile did not waiver, "ok cris, if you change your mind alec will show you the kitchen" he waved lightly and left back through the door "swell isn't she" he grinned

"Okay then." He says softly before following Alec. He nods a bit. "Yeah...my mother was never too happy about visitors. She liked things planned to hell and back."

he chuckled 'remind me not to cross your mother' he looked at the other for a moment his face serious 'thankyou, mom really tries hard but i worry her sometimes when i don't come home on time' he did not elaborate farther though his wings twitched lightly 'so' he said as he led them both into the kitchen 'did you want a muffin or do you want to raid the fridge?' his smile was back though it was not as radiant as before. 'i owe you something to eat at least'

"Well....I don't live with her anymore so no worried on that end." He works on the internet, doing various websites for money and the like. That's how he pays his rent. "My parents never really worried unless I disappeared for a day or so....which I only did about once." He shrugs. "No....I'm good." He's tilting his head a bit. He senses something is off, but doesn't know what to say or do about it for now.

'well, a drink?'

"Mmm. Yeah. What do you have?" He's chewing on his lip ring now. Some great nutrition right there.

'ah' he smiled at full force now 'milk, light milk' he made a face 'oj, water, tap water, orange soda and strawberry bannana kiwi shake. i recomend the shake or the orange soda'

Chris snorts a bit at Alec's reaction to the light milk. All milk is good...except skim milk. It's just watered down milk and doesn't count as milk to him. "I guess the soda then?" That's a little too many different fruits in his shake for him...though strawberry banana is always good. "How long have you lived here?"

"my whole life" he said setting the smoothie and the soda pop on the table "some people find that weird, not moving even once, but mom loves this house" he went to a cupboard to fetch a pair of glasses "when mom dies this will be my house, when i die....well i won't let them tear it down anyway" he poured the drinks and handed cris the pop

"I don't find that weird...once you find a place that you love...should stay there." He shrugs a bit. He hasn't found a place like that yet...if he ever does. "Shouldn't think that way. For most, that's far away." It's true. And for others? It's a hell of a lot closer than they would like. "Thanks." He takes the drink. "If you don't mind me asking....where's your dad?"

'don't have one' he took a swig of the pinky-brown mixture. 'left a little after i was born, mom won't say why but she did not sell the house so it can'tve been bad

"Sorry that happened." It's an automatic reaction. Though he's kind of curious to know why, but it isn't his place to poke and prod at wounds. He takes a sip of soda. "Mine was...is always doing something with work if he wasn't at work." But that doesn't bother Chris.

'why be sorry? i didn't know the guy and mom is not here' he looked at the other 'well, at least he's dedicated?' my mom is a cosmetic orthodontist so when she comes home she is home haha

Chris just shrugs a bit. "Mmm...yes. That's true, but it's also why my mother divorced him actually. There's only so much money can do. It can't make you happy though. But that doesn't matter. Does she like her work?" Topic change go.

he took the topic change in stride 'i guess, i never asked, she certainly does not dislike her job'

"You should try to find a job you love...then it'll never actually be work. At least that's what people say....so do you know why you have wings?" His brain decided to bring up the others energy when Chris could see the wings.

he was momentarily thrown for a loop, the question he had been walking around was asked of him instead. 'um, that is actually what i wanted to ask you. i'v had them all my life and i don't know how i got them. noone can see them either, not mom, not barbados, not anyone at school well no, that is not true..." he looked away for a moment shame on his face "well i mean now noone can see them" he backpedaled from that train of thought. oh, and they are always there but sometimes more there than other times. like if i get excite or happy they look real, but if i am sad or i get sick then, well you can see through them like they are disappearing." he paused and looked at the other worried that he sounded completely insane. he had not shared so much about himself in a very long time

"Why would I know why you have wings?" Chris just listens to him. He tilts his head a bit at the sudden shame on Alec's face. Where did that come from? He just look very confused right now. "I'll just take your word on that..." He doesn't really get it, but neither does he have the wings either. So he'll just go with it.

the other looked lost and a little worried. he took it to mean he had overstepped and he turned slightly. he nurse his drink looking for a way to distract from the awkward silence springing up

"i don't have the wings....so I wouldn't know how it works either way...." He feels the awkward coming. He kind of nudges the other. "That isn't the only thing I don't understand."

he felt the light push of the others fingers against his arm, they are soft like a child's. 'what else do you not understand?' he felt as if he would not be pleased with the question

He snorts a bit. "A lot of things. Like statistics. Or anything beyond basic math." It's the first thing he thought of. "And then the bigger stuff like why am I here and the like. But those...I think I'll never understand."

'oh...' he made a face, that was not quite what he was expecting, he did not however know what he was expecting only that it was not that.'i can't actually answer those questions at this point i can't even legally drink so major theological ponderings and math are something you'll have to get help elsewhere with'

"What? I said I can't figure it out, but I'm alone. One brain meats cannot do it alone...hell that statistics one I can't do by myself." That last one was obviously meant to not be said out loud, but too late now.

he barked out a laugh, it almost could could be counted as a yip but for the mirth on his face' dud, brain meats? see, this is why i like you" he smiled and his eyes closed from the force of it "you are interesting, i don't know anyone interesting"

"Brain meats! Most people have those!" He's smiling. "And sometimes they don't work because people have the dumb." Don't even ask. "There'splenty of interesting people...more interesting than me. Just gotta find them."

he laughed again, this was a very pleasant change of pace, he was almost glad he hit thhe guy, it certainly seemed fortuitous that'd he'd find such an interesting person. he paused 'oh, actually, i completely forgot, i dragged you home without even considering your agenda, where were you going?

"And as a future zombie I will try to eat those brain meats....unless you get a headshot first." Yeah, Chris is insane, but it works for him. "Just heading back to my apartment. That's all." Exciting

laughing he held up his hand making a finger pistol, he reach over and lightly touched the other's forehead and rested his finger there "should i? if i let you go you'll infect us all but i rather like zombies wouldn't you know it"

He sticks his tongue out a bit. "In one movie, people kept the zombies around. They were friends...or like pets...had to watch them a bit though..."

"fine" he said pulling his finger back "but i'm going to call you lucy and make you wear a bell

He snorts a bit. "I refuse to answer to that and I will make it jingle all the time." So he can't sleep or anything. Chris sticks out his tongue again. "It'll be fun to keep you awake all the time."