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Cassius was in the park because he was lost.

For someone who constantly traveled around at night and never got lost, he had stumbled into a place he'd never seen before. His first thought was, wow, look at all these mom's. Most of them were pretty hot. But then he was all 'bleech' at the screaming kids. Cassius didn't like kids. The reasoning was deep and stemmed from his emotional past, but either way he just didn't like them and cursed them for the time being. Plus they were distracting all of the hot mothers. His mind was so easily distracted.

When he saw someone his age and male sitting on a park bench, he couldn't help but stare from a distance for a moment. What was that dude doing? He looked incredibly comfortable but sort of spaced at the same time. Cassius bit his lip before considering breaking the other guy's relaxed state. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea. But then again, Cassius never did things that were good ideas.

He made his way over and couldn't help but notice how unique this guy's hair color was. Now that was not something you saw everyday. But his hair was also long just like his and that was another rare sight. Cassius liked to take in every detail about someone for personal reference and a learning tactic. He felt it was important to study things about someone before making initial contact.

"You look pretty comfortable." he was now standing next to the guy while looking ahead at all of the playing kids. "Does this park even have a name?" Or a street it was on? That probably gave away that he had no idea where he was. But it was also an excuse to talk. Cassius was a fan of those too.

In truth Cassius was a bit surprised to hear this guy answer him so honestly and politely. He was expecting a snarky comment that was so obviously seen from men their age. A sort of unfriendly demeanor that Casisus noticed so often from other guys and especially girls. But not today. Today this fellow before him was completely relaxed. And in truth Cassius wanted to be in the exact state of mind that this guy was.

At first his 'being lost' thing was distracting him from doing what he liked doing best- nothing. Here was the perfect opportunity to sort of copy this other lad and space out in the best sort of way. Cassius was very good at wasting time especially if it involved sitting around or sleeping.

"Do you mind if I take a seat?" Cassius had already made his way over to the other side of the bench, wondering if the other guy would allow him to sit too. "This looks comfortable and I like comfortable." Plus, he wasn't in the mood to use all of his effort to find a way outta this place. If he made his way back to the city streets he'd probably see people he knew, and that would just be exhausting.

But here, he could just sit and be at peace.

Cassius didn't mind the brief silence for the time being. But unfortunately for Sheldon's sake, Cassius was a talker in general. Or perhaps that was a good thing considering the situation? Others could never tell why Cassius talked to strangers so openly. His father always predicted that his son just liked to hear himself speak. That was most likely true. Cassius also enjoyed the thrill of meeting someone new, especially when they weren't unfriendly to be around. He was trying to meet more guys anyways, and this dude looked around his age.

"What cigarettes are you smoking?" He felt a familiarity with the scent in the air. They didn't smell too bad at all compared to most these days. He then leaned back and burrowed his body into the seat even more. "Do you live around this area? Hope you don't mind me asking." He felt like the opportunity had opened itself up, since Sheldon was leaning forward all preoccupied with his cigarette. Cassius wished he was wearing a sweatshirt- since unfortunately he was in a black blazer and dark jeans from earlier in the morning. He wasn't even sure why he had dressed up in the first place, since his teacher gave him a hard time either way.

As if dressing up would get him off the hook. He wished the world was that simple.

Cassius was quiet as Sheldon spoke, listening in on the details that were given to him. So this other guy had a job, then? "Where do you work at?" This guy didn't seem familiar although Cassius was usually out and about buying things all over. Cassius was sure he'd recognize someone with that hair color if he'd seen him before at a store or something. He may have been self-involved but he was always keen on recognizing people and had a good memory. He supposed he really hadn't seen Sheldon before as of yet.

When the apartment was pointed at, Cassius let out a lazy "Ohhhh" at the convenience of how close it was. "Well that works out nice. Do you live there alone or with family?" Cassius was dying to move out. There was nothing actually keeping him at home besides sheer laziness. Cassius could afford it if he wanted too he just wasn't prioritizing his time at all. He would move out eventually but he was hopeful that the right place would appear and everything would just happen for him. As it usually did.

"Unfortunately I live with my dad, and we live sorta on the other side of town." It was no surprise he was lost at the moment- it had been awhile since he'd wandered around every part of the area. He sighed lightly while thinking about his living situation once again. "I gotta move out soon, with this Sovereign Heights stuff going on." But in truth, his father was never at home so it was as if the whole place was to himself. A hard incentive to leave! But really, it was time for him to grow up already.

"Oh, I'm Cassius by the way. Cassius James." he realized they hadn't exchanged names yet, even if the circumstances were a bit random. "I hope I'm not disturbing your break too badly." He most likely was, since now it made sense why this guy came outside from his apartment. But hey, it was always worth a shot.

So Sheldon worked and lived on his own? That was commendable indeed, seeing as most people in the city did quite the opposite. Including himself. "An apartment is very good thing to have and there is a lot to be proud of there." Apartments might have been the one thing where size didn't matter- even if Sheldon called it his box. Sheldon hopefully threw parties every once in awhile since he had the privacy of his own space. Plus girls always liked it when guys had their own places. That was one other incentive to add on to his 'list of reasons' to move out.

Cassius then took out a packet of gum and grabbed himself a minty piece. He would have offered one to Sheldon but since he was in the middle of a cig Cassius knew it was most likely unnecessary. "If you want one let me know, I got plenty." he then added while stuffing the pieces back into his pocket. Mm, gum.

"So what kinds of things do you like doing for fun around here?" Cassius liked to believe that a lot could be said about someone's personal tastes. Right now all he could tell from Sheldon is that he was very independent and liked cigarettes a lot. He also didn't seem particularly curious about Cassius in general. Was he shy or uninterested? Even if Sheldon said that Cassius wasn't a bother, it was hard for him to believe otherwise. Cassius was used to being bothersome in general when it came to most conversations he created.

"You seem like a pretty cool guy so I am curious." Was it obvious that Cassius was trying too hard? He really could never tell since the words were genuine. For him girls were so much easier to communicate with then guys, although most guys would disagree with him on that one.

If Cassius' would have known Sheldon never threw a party he would have happily helped him throw one at any point in the future. Parties were a good excuse to invite lots of females over. It also usually resulted in lots of free alcohol. Cassius liked these odds. Plus he just liked being in control of a situation like that.

Cassius was surprised to hear Sheldon's response to what he did for fun. He thought quite oppositely considering his friendly personality, but maybe Sheldon just wasn't a fan of doing too much. Cassius could relate to that. "There's lots of fun things to do especially later at night. There's a pretty solid gambling community around here as well." Cassius knew most weren't into those kinds of activities anyways, but it was worth a shot throwing it out there. "I think my most favorite thing ever is just sleeping though, so I can't argue with you there." Sometimes doing nothing was the best way to spend his time. And Cassius really slept a lot.

"What school do you attend? And please, trust me, I don't do that much either. I just spend most of my time up late at night and sleep through every morning." And afternoon... but he had to pretend he wasn't a bum or something. "Sucks when I have morning classes, I usually have to make them all up in the afternoons and be a slave to the teachers. I am lucky they put up with me." No seriously, he was!

Cassius felt more comfortable asking Sheldon little tidbits about his life at this point in time. It almost appeared as if Sheldon was enjoying the conversation? Cassius knew that peaceful conversation could usually bring some good results. For example, Sheldon's comment about attending class was enough to make Cassius fall over in his chair. "What? I barely go too?" He looked at the other boy with a puzzled expression. "Everyone gives me crap about it. But I don't know, it takes so much effort to get there and only stay for an hour." Or even less sometimes! His bed was just always a better idea. Plus, he did deal with the consequences when the teachers demanded it, ugh.

"Heh, I pray you and I have some classes together so we can switch off who goes for notes." He chuckled lightly since it was an idea that Cassius had considered, but so far everyone he'd asked gave him scowls and lectures about what a bum he was. Sheldon on the other hand might have been interested. There were always ways to beat the system, and Cassius was determined to make life his own little game of enjoyment.

"The city has lots of sketchy things people don't know about, which is hilarious. Not to say it isn't a bad place or anything, but the nightlife is definitely one to be reckoned with." From what Cassius could tell, there were plenty of no-good delinquents wandering around through the wee hours of the night causing all kinds of problems. "Well, if you are ever interested in gambling I'm happy to show you how to play some games sometime." It felt weird to offer it, but Cassius did mean what he said. Because Sheldon's demeanor was so relaxed, Cassius found himself being equally relaxed. "And you never know, you may like some card games and win a few bets." He grinned at Sheldon before putting his head back on the bench's edge.

"You know, you're a pretty cool guy. I'll be thankful if I run into you on campus." Since most other people drove him crazy. Although, seeing as they both rarely went on campus...