Post by Aidan on Sept 2, 2014 7:03:14 GMT
Aidan Bateson
Age: 23
Traits: Nervous, Quiet, Equestrian, Prone to panic attacks, Dog lover
Played By: Harry Lloyd
Age: 23
Traits: Nervous, Quiet, Equestrian, Prone to panic attacks, Dog lover
Played By: Harry Lloyd
Aidan couldn't the slight nervousness through his frame as he looked about intently. He had admittedly been left mainly on his own and in some ways that made him feel safer. He didn't want a lot of interest in him, he just wanted to be left free to look around. At least for the most point. Right now though he wanted to talk to other people.
He wanted to get... the inside view. At least you could say that, it was sort of what he was looking for in effect. He wanted to know about what to expect, what the horses were like in lessons, even if they'd mind doing private lessons.
So many questions, so few answers. Well at least that was his thoughts right now. Hopefully he'd see someone in this cafe. At the very least he could sit down and have a cup of coffee and a chocolate flapjack right?
That was his plans for now anyway. Find someone to talk to and have a coffee while waiting. It made much more sense to him. He wanted to socialise even if he was anxious about talking to them. It was scary. Exceptionally scary to think about the idea of talking to people he didn't know - but as he viewed it, if he wanted to get to know he'd have to talk to someone.
So it was he moved to take a cup of coffee along with his chocolate flapjack on a plate to a table where he was able to watch out the window at the bustling stable yard.
He wanted to get... the inside view. At least you could say that, it was sort of what he was looking for in effect. He wanted to know about what to expect, what the horses were like in lessons, even if they'd mind doing private lessons.
So many questions, so few answers. Well at least that was his thoughts right now. Hopefully he'd see someone in this cafe. At the very least he could sit down and have a cup of coffee and a chocolate flapjack right?
That was his plans for now anyway. Find someone to talk to and have a coffee while waiting. It made much more sense to him. He wanted to socialise even if he was anxious about talking to them. It was scary. Exceptionally scary to think about the idea of talking to people he didn't know - but as he viewed it, if he wanted to get to know he'd have to talk to someone.
So it was he moved to take a cup of coffee along with his chocolate flapjack on a plate to a table where he was able to watch out the window at the bustling stable yard.
