Late Night [REAGAN]

Reagan felt almost bad, he was forcing Kyler to play with him like they were both kids again. But he didn't care much after that. He had offered, so they were going to play as much as they wanted to. No if, ands or buts. That was pretty much how this went. With a small laugh he just glanced back at the screen. Kyler was starting to catch up. And he'd just speed up again. This was all part of the game if Kyler wanted to catch up he'd have to try harder than that. "Come on Kyler~ I've always been ready for this, can you catch me?" He smirked, and just focused more on the screen then Kyler. This was all about playing the game and having some fun. That was all. He had to keep on remembering that detail by this point.

"Oh am I? I don't think so" He would not fall behind. Not without a fight. But maybe he'd be nice and let Kyler win. This time. After all he was in a good mood today, so doing that wouldn't hurt any. He was going to keep laughing at this, it was all just way too much fun for him. Perhaps he needed to shrug this off somehow. At the very least, yet it didn't matter really? For now he'd rather just shrug this off, and do his own thing. Somehow. Like beating Kyler at this game, or giving him a bit of a head start. Reagan was stuck between letting him win, or making him lose. The head start might have been a bit unfair.

"You ready to eat those words?" He huffed, Kyler was really pushing at him. Why did he do that? It was irritating almost. But he also knew Kyler loved to do that to him, even if he shouldn't. That was just how they were. At least Kyler seemed to be having fun that was what Reagan wanted. Or at least it was some of what he wanted. He'd leave the fact that he wanted to spend more time with Kyler in the dust for now, it'd get him nothing to bring it up now.

Reagan had just been playing a game with this, he wasn't going to worry on anything. Why bother? For the moment the boy had other ideas in mind, and he wanted to get Kyler to come up closer now. Instead of speeding off this time he'd just wrestle with Kyler a bit. Let him win, it didn't sound so bad. Reagan was so used to losing it was not that bad. He'd whine, grumble then complain and make Kyler buy him pizza. "Come on Kyler you can catch up!" He just laughed as he waited, well okay not waited. He just kept where he was. Not speeding up too fast. Let Kyler catch up to him, then he'd do his thing.

"Just push the button to your right Kyler." He was giving him some form of instruction about this. He didn't need to keep it to himself after all. Or at least he thought he didn't. Either way it was already strange enough. Complicated even perhaps. Who knew. He'd rather not get dragged back into that as he just told Kyler what to do. He wanted to get Kyler to win at least. So he could have some confidence perhaps. Reagan didn't know. He was just working through the motions at this point that was all. Nothing more, nothing else.

Reagan grumbled as he stumbled, and his car flipped. Which would allow Kyler to get ahead of him. But he'd just deal with this. he was not so bothered by it. No losing was part of the plan today, it had been. And this was just how it went, so for now he'd rather shrug it off. Let Kyler catch up with him and when he lost he'd just grumble and get irritated with it. Like he always did when he actually lost or acted like he lost.

Reagan had let him win, so when he toppled over Reagan looked upset. He couldn't let the act fall. Or Kyler would notice, so he had to keep up some sort of appearance. Just glancing at him he didn't even know what he'd say. So far he seemed to be really happy about the things he did. Pretty much. What was he going to do, at this point it might not end up meaning much. Yet he needed to just deal with it. He's not a bad person or anything so Reagan just let it go. He would focus on something else instead. Apparently this was not that great. What was he going to do? "Hah! you can go ahead and try to live it up. Won't get you anything." He huffed, and moved away from the game. He had fun playing at least. But still nothing else mattered. Not at all.

"You totally will! Just you wait!" He grumbled and stuck his tongue out at his friend before getting up. This was not so bad for him. Probably wouldn't be for awhile, but he also not in the mood. It'd probably not end up getting him anywhere either. Who knew. With a small sigh he just wondered where they'd end up going. At least at this point they'd be getting somewhere. Or having some fun at the very least, but who cared. Really. Who would. "Well yea I'm hungry! So let's go, what are we going to eat? You pick something, I don't wanna." He huffed, and rolled his eyes at him. This was not so bad. But really Kyler was a bit of a brat.

He was rubbing that in way too much. Then again he assumed Reagan didn't let him win. Which was good enough. Let him think that. Reagan just kept walking till he was starting to leave the arcade. If his friend wanted to go with him then he better start moving. No way in hell was he going to wait for Kyler to start moving or anything. Why would he even bother? It was not going to do him any good by this point, or so he thought.

"Yea let's go.I want something sweet" He just tossed his card, and looked at Kyler, where would they go? Which one would he pick. After spending an hour of playing games he was starving, and his stomach would not stop grumbling now. That was all there really was to this. Now what would Kyler do?

Kyler was playing with him, pushing his buttons now maybe? Who knew, he was not sure what to do. The boy barely knew what to say. He was probably not going to get anywhere or anything. With a small sigh Reagan just smirked at him, he just let the boy hold his arm. Whatever he wanted to do he could do it wouldn't bother Reagan any. He did not bother to care what people thought right now. Why would he? After all this was already them being together. In ways they hadn't before pretty much. More or less. though for now he'd rather not get into this. Since it'd probably just be a bit awkward. "Come on man, don't judge me just accept it! Jeez I like my sweet food." And he did, he was the one who always had a major sweet tooth.

Reagan would not let Kyler tell him otherwise. Not right now anyway. That was pretty much just how it went. With a smirk he walked next to him. "Tch fine, since you want me too so badly. It sounds gross though. You really are mean, I'm not gonna die from a sweet food." He was so not in the mood though but what wouldn't he eat? Something that wasn't sweets anyway. He did not know what to say here, how could he? How would he? Either way he was already in over his head on this one, once again. Reagan glanced back at him, then around. He wanted to try and pick something to eat but he didn't know what.

"Just figure it out then" He rolled his eyes then moved to look around. He would pick something else, and Reagan would order what he wanted. He was hungry, and he wanted to eat. That didn't matter. Right? What was he supposed to say by this point. It might not be the best idea for him but still he'd handle things somehow. One way or another really. "You should get something too Kyler." He just looked back at him, as if he was worried. Pretty much.

Kyler should know Reagan had always been worried about the simple things. Basically. But did it even matter. Reagan didn't get why he agreed to this, it was already confusing to be honest. "Come on Kyler let's hurry up! I wanna go do something already!" That was all he wanted to do, but of course Reagan wasn't going to get anywhere with this.

"Yea yea of course you didn't Mr. Big man, whatever let just go." He rolled his eyes, then looked back to Kyler. What was with him lately? He seemed so weird, and it bothered Reagan. A lot more then he showed. Pretty much. "you can still come over you idiot. Not like I'll get sick that easily." He said as he just laughed, Reagan was not worried about getting sick. He never had been now that he was thinking about it. Pretty much this was just one of the was it went. Even if it wasn't probably the best idea for him. Kyler was someone he wanted to keep around, but Kyler was always busy and it annoyed him. More then he showed, even right now he wasn't trying to care.

"Yea yea you sound like my mom." He only rolled his eyes again. Reagan hated being lectured by her, so no one else would lecture him. Or he'd not take it. And Kyler should have known that already basically. Right? He just shut up and gave a small nod turning away from Kyler. He didn't like this. Kyler was hiding something, and Reagan had slowly picked it up over the past week or so. He didn't get it at first, he just thought it was the change. But now it seemed to even be something more apparently. "Fine I'm going to go...get something to eat." He huffed, and sighed a bit. What was he going to do.

This didn't help. Reagan felt horrible about this, and yet what was he going to do. This probably wouldn't do a lot for him by this point. Not at all. Now that he was dwelling on it. He looked at the blood tablets and tilted his head. Reagan leaned down to grab one or two when Kyler wasn't looking. What were these? Why did he have them? Was he on drugs, why. With a small sigh he just glanced at him. And took the wallet. "Yea yea of course...I'll go. You sure you don't need help picking those up though?" He had to ask, but what was he going to do. Really just what was he going to get into at this point.

He sighed and moved to walk away, looking at the pills in his hand. Ordering his food he just waited for them to order it. "What am I even doing? What are these? Is he doing drugs now, whatever Kyler." He picked it up and put it against his teeth. Cracking the pill open he instantly gagged, it tasted funky as hell. What was he supposed to do? Reagan just leaned back against the wall waiting for his food. His stomach was twisting and in knots now. He just did not feel right at all. But he'd ignore it. Getting his food back he had pocketed the half touched pill and the untouched one away now.

Reagan looked at his food, and thought about eating it but his stomach twisted in response. He just forced some of the food down his throat. The taste from that damn pill was still in his mouth right now.

He almost didn't mind about him being that way, Reagan was just not too open with people caring about him. Those people might try to hurt him pretty much. Which was just a tad bit irritating at this point anyway. Yet right now it probably wasn't going to get him anywhere. Or anything. Reagan just tried to eat the food, trying to rest a bit. This was not going to be so bad really. At least that was what he thought. So right now he'd rather shrug it off. He was just forcing the food down into his stomach. Trying to make the taste of that damn pill out of his throat. Pretty much. It was not something he wanted. He'd rather just shake it off, then ignore that as well. Though it probably didn't even matter at all right now. Apparently. Kyler was approaching him again. What for?

Oh he probably wanted to talk to him again. Or do something. They were going to go somewhere apparently. At least. Though would it do him much of any good. Apparently. At this point it might not even mean very much. But he'd let it go wherever it did pretty much. There was no getting past it somehow. At this point it might already be a bit complicated as well. Reagan didn't get why Kyler wouldn't eat then suddenly he wanted to? What. That just didn't make sense it was already complicated enough by this point. With a small groan he only glanced back at the male. "E-eh? Well yea it's good. Here try some of it. You can eat most of it, If you want. My stomach feels weird randomly. I'm probably really just too excited or something." He laughed a bit. This was not so bad for him. Reagan tried to be happy instead.

Trying to ignore the pain in his stomach only worked so well. But he held the rest of the food out to Kyler instead. Seeing if he'd take any of it. So far that did not seem to be the case either. He might just be taking it a bit slow or something. Maybe deciding against it instead. Who knew. But Reagan wasn't going to wait, he'd make sure this guy ate at least some of it. He wanted to ask what those pills were. But Kyler would probably not end up telling him. "Kyler what were those things?" He asked out of the blue, though his stomach was still twisted. He tried to walk slowly with him. Trying to figure out where to go next.

It was really good but no he didn't want to finish it anymore. His body was so against finishing any of it by this point. The feeling of twisting in his stomach made him want to just get out of here. Maybe the bathroom would be good for him. Reagan started to look for one to go into.