[ Grey is probably the only one at this party who isn't trying to get into the alcohol. He leaves that for everyone else, and contents himself with Will's barbecue food and enjoying a house full of people.
Actually, this house is getting to the stage where it's almost always full of people, even without others being invited over. Grey loves that. Thanks to his first couple of days here, he has a persistent fear of an empty house. He never likes to hear it silent. Waking up to the sound of water running, footsteps moving, people talking or calling to each other, animals scrabbling around the place - that's what makes this feel like home.
Speaking of the animals, Grey is looking after an energetic raccoon that spends its time either dancing across his shoulders, or scrabbling through his hair. He doesn't seem to mind either way, and happily shares his food with it. By nature he is quiet - not only because he doesn't speak, but because he makes so little noise when he moves - but everything about his body language is relaxed.
There is also literal language on his body. Most people here will know him well enough that the tattoos covering his arms and chest will be familiar. When he does stop to talk to people, fresh words appear on his undecorated skin. He seems happy enough to spend the afternoon like that. When the food is done, he'll settle beside some of the rosebushes with the raccoon in his lap. This is a good day. ]
Grey | OTA
Actually, this house is getting to the stage where it's almost always full of people, even without others being invited over. Grey loves that. Thanks to his first couple of days here, he has a persistent fear of an empty house. He never likes to hear it silent. Waking up to the sound of water running, footsteps moving, people talking or calling to each other, animals scrabbling around the place - that's what makes this feel like home.
Speaking of the animals, Grey is looking after an energetic raccoon that spends its time either dancing across his shoulders, or scrabbling through his hair. He doesn't seem to mind either way, and happily shares his food with it. By nature he is quiet - not only because he doesn't speak, but because he makes so little noise when he moves - but everything about his body language is relaxed.
There is also literal language on his body. Most people here will know him well enough that the tattoos covering his arms and chest will be familiar. When he does stop to talk to people, fresh words appear on his undecorated skin. He seems happy enough to spend the afternoon like that. When the food is done, he'll settle beside some of the rosebushes with the raccoon in his lap. This is a good day. ]