Casper was so into his game that he almost jumped out of skin when the other boy came to talk with him. Damn it, had he done something stupid? He knew that it was probably best not to sneak up on people. This guy was rather scary, to say the least. Was he in a gang? He looked like someone who’d be in a gang. [i]‘Damn it, Casper. Stop being so judgemental, he just said hello.’[/i] That wasn’t all he said. As Diego introduced himself and informed the smaller boy of his reluctance to be in the cafeteria, Casper immediately loosened up a bit. Needless to say, he had been incredibly tense before Diego finished his sentence. 

Casper reached his hand up and pulled his headphones off, blinking a few times before swallowing his social anxiety and replied. “H-hello…” He responded, analysing this boy who had introduced himself as Diego. Diego…that was honestly a very pretty name. [i]‘I didn’t say that out loud, did I? Oh, good…that would have been awkward…If this guy can read my mind, I’m fucked…’[/i]  “Y-yeah…it was really…uh…” The boy looked down for a moment, what was a good word to describe the situation in the cafeteria? “Crowded…” Yeah, that worked. Casper’s eyes continued to the guitar and he nodded slightly at what Diego said. “I…I saw you play on the boat.” The boy smiled softly, lowering his eyes as he spoke. “I think you’re…really good.” It was the truth. Casper couldn’t play an instrument to save his life and if he saw someone else able to play, it always peaked his curiosity. Perhaps he could learn, at some point. 

“Oh…” He slipped the game console into his bag after turning it off and pulled the headphones out. “It’s okay if you want to smoke…” Admittedly, Casper disliked the smell and the atmosphere that came with smoking but he understood why some people did it. If he had a habit like that, he’d probably swipe the whole package right about now. He needed [i]something[/i] to calm his nerves, especially after the wondrous welcome he had been given by his two close [i]friends[/i]. 

“I’m Casper…” The boy spoke quietly, lowering his head. “…by the way.” Diego didn’t seem like the most talkative type either and he seemed nice. [i]‘See? He’s not going to hurt me, you’re a judgmental ass sometimes, you know that, Casper?’[/i] The boy managed a slight smile as he looked up at Diego. He did seem to manage to run into a few good people, too. “You have a…pretty guitar.”