Drew's Face Did Flush Slightly As He Heard The Response From The Cowboy. He Wasn't Exactly Trying To

Drew's face did flush slightly as he heard the response from the cowboy. He wasn't exactly trying to flirt with the other men here. The man did make him think about that as a possibility, though. He'd been so worked-up after seeing Mallory again. Drew was stuck thinking about that night of bliss he'd spent with the older man. Now he was horny during one of the worst times. "I uh... don't think I caught your name." It wasn't really something that Drew needed to know. He just wanted to fill the silence between them while he thought of an actual response. This man wanted to fuck him. It seemed to be exactly the thing to get him out of his funk. Mallory wouldn't need to be on his mind. Unless, he used this man to make Mallory jealous. "I'm Andrew. You can call me Drew, though." Now he held out a hand for the other man to take and hopefully shake. Maybe he'd get more chances to touch the stranger after.

Dinner time around the... suspiciously indoors fires that this survivor group had set up on the building, he takes a seat on just about whichever spot by the fire is available, with his plate in hand ready to get a serving. They worked hard for this shit. Treacherous lands between here and the nearest not-plundered sources of foods. Canned goods, mostly, but it'll do. Settling in next to the strangers, he raises a brow at the man remaking his appearance. "Oh, my horse's long gone by now." While this was the set-up for his tease, it was true, actually. Maverick had a family horse back home. Who the hell knows what's become of the family, the home, and the damn horse now. "That just means the position's open. You could be the next one I'll mount, if y'wanna." Unabashedly flirting by the fire, putting that strong jawline to work as he grins right back. A wink and a click of his cowboy tongue, hoping to fluster the pretty curly boy. "Oh, I promise not to use the spurs, 'less you like it that way."

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the generator might not be operational downstairs. it wasn't like they had much gasoline to pour into the thing, anyways. some people around the newsroom were talking, though. they wanted heat if the cold became unbearable. this meant that he'd be helping the group's electrician with checking the wiring before that happened. they weren't in a position to have electrical fires. something like that could cause them to evacuate the building and be left without somewhere to go.

drew was fairly optimistic about his new task when he noticed just who he'd be working with. the man was someone from his past. someone that he desperately tried forgetting about due to many reasons. the most memorable being the way mallory broke his heart. to be fair, it wasn't entirely the man's fault. it was one drunken hook-up that drew took too seriously during the weeks that followed. who could blame him, though? mallory was a god amongst men. he was gorgeous.

there's a moment of silence as drew just stared at the other man. mallory had his hands inside one of the fuse boxes on the floor. the electrical closet was somewhat of a mess but there seemed to be some progress. "i uh... thought i noticed you before. i guess we'll be working on this together?" drew nodded to the fuse box before leaning against the door frame of the small room. he wasn't happy about this. "is scarlet here? i didn't see her or tommy." an innocent question, just him playing nice.

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