And it was the truth. Wes was fine in his office, and other highly familiar spaces…but everywhere else he was constantly bumping into things, or people… Or…knocking things…and people over. His spatial awareness was…lacking.
“You are…?” Harlow asked slowly.
Wes cleared his throat again. “Right… I need to go.” Giving them a hesitant smile, he hurried away. Thankfully, this time he didn’t trip or kick anything.
Harlow eyed the hallway,even after he heard the door open and close. He hadn’t…pegged Wes as clumsy at all… The man, in fact, had always seemed pretty put together any time he’d seen him…
Though…maybe this explained the lack of furniture and other things in the man’s office. Now that he thought about it, even the seating in the waiting room…was pretty well spread out, with nice sized walkways…
“Being clumsy doesn’t fit his looks,” Foxx mused beside him.
At the comment, he glanced at the vampire. “His looks?”
The man blinked, way too innocently. “Well…I mean…he is a handsome, posh, older man…”
Harlow stared in disgust. “SO, it’s not bad boys you like, it’s old men?”
Foxx giggled. “I mean, I have eyes. Did you expect me to not notice he was hot?”
He rolled his eyes. “Brat.”
The vampire stuck his tongue out.
Harlow shook his head, before eyeing the man as he said, “Want to go on that date we never had?”
“Harlow, we…really shouldn’t. Besides, you agreed to fake being human first.”
“Yeah, but we have no clue how long that will take. And do you really think we are going to run into strong and powerful vampires at fucking laser tag?”
“I mean…I’m going to be there, so maybe?”
“You are uniquely you. I doubt many grown-ass vampires are running around playing laser tag with children.”
“And why not?! Can’t grown people do fun shit?!” Foxx hissed, sounding offended.
He snickered. “Then let us grown people go do fun shit. Besides, I really…should go and try to get my phone fixed…or get a new one. Either way, I can’t just keep using yours.”
“I mean, Tony said he’d get us secure lines, so why not just wait?”
“He also said it would take a while. I’m not waiting awhile to have a phone again.”
Foxx huffed… “Well…I suppose we can go out…for some laser tag, and then to get you a new phone.” The vampire’s freckled nose wrinkled. “Maybe we shouldn’t though?—”
“Foxx,” Harlow growled.
“Let me finish!” Foxx snapped. “I was going to say, laser tag may be too overwhelming for you right now. Like, have you actually ever played a game of laser tag? Cause I have… It’s loud, noisy, sometimes with random bright lights… I could see it easily triggering your senses to go haywire.
“This one also happens to be alien themed. I looked it up after you left that day, and well, you are fighting a team, but at the same time, you have to hide from staff members thatare dressed as aliens. Aliens that use automated noises which seemed overly loud, even in the videos I watched.”
Loud noises and bright lights… Joy… “Well…that just means it’ll be a good opportunity for me to attempt to reel shit back, right?”
Foxx eyed him for a moment before slowly saying, “If you say so.”
He didn’t want to admit it, but…Foxx may have been right. Harlow shot the alien that jumped out on instinct, just barely stopping himself from actually attacking. The pulsing lights seemed to keep fucking with his vision, and meanwhile, his head continued to pound in time with the reverberating alien’s screams, as its ‘death’ wail rang out obnoxiously.
His fake plastic gun still pointed outwards, Harlow covered one ear, wincing as a different scream seemed to start inside his head. And then, like some sort of fucked up movie, the scene in front of him disappeared, another one taking its place.
Harlow jerked back, watching in sick fascination as hands that looked like his own tore someone in half, one scream cutting off, even as the others continued. And then those same hands…latched on to a man and started squeezing. Even if it was just a memory…he felt it… The flesh between his fingers…
