The newly-christened vampire grinned and nodded. "George it is," he enthused, reaching over to shake Will\'s hand again. "Hi, I\'m George!" he announced needlessly, pumping the blonde\'s hand enthusiastically before letting it go and curling his hands around his hips. His chest puffed up and his gaze drifted out and away across the crowd and he wondered if Vivi would be convinced to call him George or not, when next they met (she wasn\'t here tonight, which was one of the main reasons he\'d come).
"Yes, that will be fine," he murmured to himself, looking back at Will almost like he was surprised to see him there. "Now. About this city - you want to find somewhere to sit?" he interrupted himself. When his suggestion was met with agreement, he began boldly making his way through the crowd until he found them a booth to sit at. He felt it was the lesser of two evils - if he was going to be hanging out with a dude, he\'d prefer it not be straight into the private room, not to simply discuss the city, anyway.
Once they\'d slid in behind the table, \'George\' turned a little towards his left, to look more carefully at his companion. "So. I don\'t normally spend a lot of time in one place. I had these buddies that I\'d do a lot of shit with - fly all over the world just to find some extreme entertainment, y\'know? - but they\'re mortal and when I found this place during one of our down times, I figured out how hard I was being on myself. Most of them never figured out what I was so I\'ve just gradually lost contact with them, and bought a place here. I have it rigged up real nice, so it looks like shit on the outside - like there\'s nothing worthwhile inside - and that there\'s someone home nights. Inside, well... I spent all my money on it, so it\'s real comfy," he enthused, nodding at Will.
He was surprised to find he was a lot more comfortable talking about this stuff now - Reed had gutted him when they\'d fought over him becoming a vampire and he\'d left, but time heals all wounds, so they said, and he was back to almost being himself now. Every chance spotting of a brunette with Reed\'s awesome build didn\'t set his dead heart racing anymore, and he\'d stopped constantly checking his mobile, starting texts to him, and deleting them in a wild rush of angry emotions.
He was getting better, though the loneliness was still a huge part of his life and he\'d not yet found something with which to plug the hole - except for Vivi, of course, but she was more of a blockage than a stopper, since she\'d never be interested in him beyond how the feeding made her feel. And, of course, he was her dirty little secret, so nothing full time would ever come of it (much to his chagrin). The sensation of him needing more from his existence had not abated and because of it, he got a sudden, rather crazy but nevertheless very appealing idea.
"You know," he began thoughtfully, "I\'m looking for a roommate. I set up a room for one of my buddies but we had a falling out, so he won\'t be coming back and it gets pretty quiet at my place - I find myself hanging out here more often than not, to keep things interesting - but if you\'re looking for a place to stay that\'s secure and a bit more permanent, I wouldn\'t mind you bunking at mine for a bit?" he queried, knowing it was a rather odd and sudden thing to offer but he was a spontaneous kind of guy.
Besides, anyone who\'d tell the establishment to go fuck itself because it wasn\'t likely to get any other action had to be his kind of guy! He was trying to hang out with more supernaturals ever since he realised that mortals were only going to lead him to stupidity and heartache, so a friendship and a casual roommate situation might be just the thing to get him on the road to complete recovery... not to mention fill the gaping wound inside him that Reed had left as his legacy.
