techiehux:

Stress Relief [Open]

The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.

His first reaction is to blush so hard he feels like he’s on fire. Then he manages to say, voice awed, “Not anymore, I th-think.” If he looks at this girl straight on he’ll be blinded! She’s too gorgeous. Techie shifts nervously in his chair and chances a look. Fuck! He’s crushing hard.

“Everyone c-calls me Techie… and you are?”