[O] Nine in the Afternoon

IS HE ALL THE THINGS YOU TRIED TO CHANGE ME INTO?

Spence was a pretty deep sleeper, for the most part, and could sleep through just about anything. That's why even when he heard something in his sleep, a pitched little cry of pain, he barely even flinched, mumbling something unintelligible in his sleep, his dangling leg swinging a bit. Instead he was having himself a decent, albeit weird dream, that probably was best kept in his dreams, especially if he wanted to avoid pissing off a certain guy.

He did however stir a bit when he heard laughter from below, drowsily opening his eyes before peeking down, an eyebrow quirking in confusion. He opened his mouth, seemingly to speak, but it was interrupted with a yawn, Spencer rubbing at his eye as he slowly began to come to. "Can I help you?" he asks, not sounding all that upset about being woken up or possibly being laughed at. Course he was still in the process of waking up and didn't exactly know what was going on, so that could change.

Spence shifts his position, turning to lay on his stomach so he could look down to her without having to crane his neck. He was oddly reminiscent of a cat, which honestly fit with his lazy nature for sure. "Didn't expect to have an audience." he admits with a tired smirk.

DOES HE MAKE YOU CRY? DOES HE KNOW THE WAY YOU FEEL? LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU, YOUR UNIVERSE IF FULL. BUT IN MY WORLD, THERE IS ONLY YOU.

IS HE ALL THE THINGS YOU TRIED TO CHANGE ME INTO?

The dark haired teen simply continued to watch her curiously as she laughed, seeming to have found something quite funny. Did he have something stuck in his hair? He looked up as if to check but lost all interest in the subject shortly after. If any leaves were there, there they would remain for a bit, not really bothering him any. But apparently hair issues wasn't the concern, but rather his sleeping? She seemed confused by it, whereas he just seemed confused as to why she was questioning it. It wasn't that odd, was it? He merely gave a little shrug at the thought. He supposed it was fair to question.

What he would question however was the way she addressed him. "Kitty-cat?" he mouthed, just looking more confused. He didn't have much time to question it though as she went on, suggesting he go to his room for a nap. "Well, it is too far." he corrects. "Got too tired and didn't feel like walking all the way back." but he had just enough energy to climb the tree, evidently. "And this tree looks pretty comfy, don't ya think?" he pats the branch he's on.

"What about you?" he decided to turn the tables, noting the lunchbox as he began to wake up more. "Having a picnic on your own?" Though he supposed in comparison it was a bit more normal compared to snoozing in a tree, but sue him! "Weather's good enough, I guess." He wouldn't judge, even for the sake of his argument. He didn't mind being outdoors, clearly.

He pulls out his phone as he lies there, a little more awake now that there was someone there, though he wasn't sure whether he approved of that or not, having such an... interesting dream interrupted like that. He pouted a bit at the thought, yawning again and with it went the phone, slipping from his grip and just barely missing the girl, dropping a foot away from her as he lazily reached down as if he had any chance of getting it from where he laid. "Ah, shit..." he groans. Thankfully the device was pretty durable with it's case, a necessity his father had told him after dropping and breaking so many phones before it.

DOES HE MAKE YOU CRY? DOES HE KNOW THE WAY YOU FEEL? LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU, YOUR UNIVERSE IF FULL. BUT IN MY WORLD, THERE IS ONLY YOU.

IS HE ALL THE THINGS YOU TRIED TO CHANGE ME INTO?

So it appeared they shared some laziness! Was that a good thing? He didn't know, nor did he particularly care to be perfectly honest. She did however offer up the possibility of sharing her lunch and Spencer seemed to pause and consider it for a moment. He was feeling a little hungry, and she did offer. Before he could really reply though, he'd dropped his phone and nearly dropped himself when she shrieked, further waking him up as he went from dangling to actually gripping the branch for his safety.

Once he was certain he wasn't going to fall and she wasn't going to screech like that again, he relaxed once more, shaking his head as she offered to toss his cell up to him. If she even was capable of throwing it up to him, he wasn't sure he'd be able to catch without falling out of the tree instead. No, that just wouldn't do.

So instead as she examined his phone, mentioning how he ought to be careful, Spence had began his speedy descent, curling around the branch until he was hanging off completely, dropping down and fortunately not seeming to injure himself in the process as he managed to land on his feet, standing up straight and running his fingers through his hair for potential leaves. "Would've gotten me a new one, of course. No big deal!" he finally replies with a shrug, not seeming nearly as protective of his phone as she apparently was. You start caring less a hundred phones in.

"Hi." he offers more politely with a smug little smile now that he's on the ground, patiently holding out his hand for his phone. "Kitty-cat," he introduces himself as she's elected to call him. "Nice to meet you."

DOES HE MAKE YOU CRY? DOES HE KNOW THE WAY YOU FEEL? LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU, YOUR UNIVERSE IF FULL. BUT IN MY WORLD, THERE IS ONLY YOU.

IS HE ALL THE THINGS YOU TRIED TO CHANGE ME INTO?

Oh boy, he'd seen that look before, chuckling a bit as she crossed her arms and appeared quite unamused with his logic, to which he merely offered a nonchalant shrug. "You asked." he smirked. He clearly couldn't care less about his questionable morals. His dad had the money and since he was so insistent on keeping in contact with his troublesome teen, he was always guaranteed to get a replacement should his be destroyed somehow. So, yes, he took that as an excuse to be incredibly careless.

Kelli introduced herself, admitting that even if he had given her his actual name she'd continue using the odd nickname. "Well, I guess there's no point in me telling you my name's Spence, then." he oh so subtly offered his actual name, not really caring what she'd call him. He'd been addressed as far worse, after all. It would probably come back to bite him in the ass later when his peers decided to mess with him, but he wasn't all that concerned, nor had he ever had the energy to care. He took the phone, only to end up getting a very enthusiastic handshake in the process which woke him up a bit more. She had all the energy, whereas he was completely drained. Opposites attract, he supposed.

Once she finally released him, Spencer tucked his phone back into his pocket, his hand remaining there as he looked her over, aware that he himself was being checked out. She was very bubbly and cute and just looking at her reminded him of cotton candy, quite honestly, and tempted him to go look for some after this encounter. Kelli wasn't the type of girl he'd normally prey on, usually sticking to the rejects and delinquents like himself or more recently the "out-of-his-league" crush he had, but certainly not a bad looking young lady that he wouldn't say no to. But was that something he should really be thinking about right now? Probably not. Fortunately he kept such thoughts to himself.

"Is your lunchbox like Mary Poppins or some shit?" he joked, hopeful the reference wouldn't be too lost to her. That would be pretty neat, having a magical lunchbox that could hold all sorts of food. "Anything that doesn't involve diet, honestly." he chuckles. In other words, a lot of junk food. It was simply quite fortunate he had a high metabolism, being so lazy and enjoying poor choices of food. No doubt his diet consisted of pizza and takeout, content with the simple things.

Spencer plops down at the base of the tree, leaving some space for her if she decided she wanted to sit with him. He wasn't too worried about eating either, but if she had something that caught his eye, he'd likely help himself to it. Wouldn't be rude now that she offered to share, would it?

DOES HE MAKE YOU CRY? DOES HE KNOW THE WAY YOU FEEL? LOVE IS ALL AROUND YOU, YOUR UNIVERSE IF FULL. BUT IN MY WORLD, THERE IS ONLY YOU.