Just Watching the Game [Open]

Sebastian nibbled on the end of his sketching pencil in concentration as he watched the soccer team's practice game before him. He had come out there with intent to gather the field information he needed to start making some new designs for the schools sports uniforms that he hoped to pitch to the Headmaster sometime, sooner rather than later. But so far, even after nearly an hour of witnessing their practice, the blonde boy had no work to show for it.
He could not help the fact that these boy were so graceful yet powerful with their movements, and traveled across the field flawlessly; it was all so captivating. Sneaking a glance further up the bleachers, Sebastian scoffed at the small group of girls there cheering the athletic boys on, though, in his mind, he knew he was practically doing the same thing.
Come on, Sebby! You need to focus! he scolded himself mentally, forcing his head down and his pencil against the sketch pad. It was not long before he betrayed himself and used his powers to part his bangs so that he could get a better view of the game. At least those girls seem to busy to notice my swooning...and hopefully the boys are too..! he thought to himself dangerously, blushing a little at it.

OOC: I'm soorry...but I still regret nothing..!

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Verona marched across the bleachers with a cup of hot chocolate in her hand and a grimace on her face. She hated these stupid games, but her parents thought it best she attend every social gathering to get her out of her "funk". Verona looked for a seat, walking past a group of girls as they erupted in a chorus of giggles. God how annoying. Verona looked over at the girls with a sneer as she passed. No definitely not sitting there. The girl marched on.

She made her way over to a blonde boy. He was quiet, but Verona watched how his lust oozed into the field. "Do you need this?" The girl questioned, holding out a tissue she had conveniently left in her pocket. "You know, to help wipe up your drool." Her comment was motivated not because of his obvious sexuality, but the sheer fact that she bitter and seeing any form of happiness/contentment was utterly annoying.

Sebastian was so startled by the arrival of someone in such close proximity to him that he physically jumped from his seat on the bleachers with a surprised squeak, his sketching supplies dropping from his lap in the rather ungraceful endeavor. It was not too long after his nerves began to settle down that he recalled and started to process what this girl had just said to him.
He scoffed and stuck his nose up at the offer of the tissue. "I think that might be put to better use with that group of lovely ladies over there..." he responded with a casual gesture toward the crowd of gawking girls, who, still, seemed oblivious to all others save for the soccer team. He tried to act nonchalant; sometimes he had been able to fool others and they would not seem to second guess his sexuality, but he could not help but fear that he was too late in this instance.