As he followed Vivian obediently and the rain began to show the first signs of lightening, Desmond stretched his long arms behind him. He paid no mind to the texting and livid message Vivian had handed to her brother when he ignored her, mentally hoping he wouldn't be too much of a burden. He wanted to tell her that if her twin didn't want to, he didn't have to give him a tour, but a feeling in his stomach stopped him. He knew it as security, the kind of security you felt when around other people, and realised now that he had sorely missed it. He sighed, Vivian's smile breaking his current skipping mind, his oak eyes shimmering and hopeful as she finally told him that her brother was coming.

He barely wasted any time before his eyes followed her graceful form, a tune coming from her. She was a lively young woman, and his spirit tugged within him, yearning for her friendship, his social instincts backing it. Turning his head once more to stop his short stares, he fixed the cellphone in his sights until she had tucked it away, and a smile rose on his mouth. "Good, then I can grab something to eat real quick. I skipped breakfast this morning."

However, his lax attitude didn't simply brush off the few stares he felt burning through them as they walked. Desmond smiled nervously to a few, wondering what had been so interesting to stop and look at them. The food in the cafeteria made his stomach growl, hating him for skipping breakfast earlier that morning. And normally Desmond wasn't one to skip any sort of meals. The only thing he allowed himself to grab was a red apple from the group that had dwindled to near nothing,. After all, the breakfast rush had just ended, and he felt himself lucky to even have one. He took a decent sized bite out of it, looking up for when Vivian motioned for him to follow.

"Mn..!" Was the sound he made to let her know he was following, swallowing the piece he had bitten off. His brows furrowed, confusement written on his features when the other girl in the area Vivian took him scampered off in such a hurry. "She coulda' stayed..." the brunette stated lowly, unaware that Vivian was the real reason she had left. Shrugging that off, he sat down, making himself comfortable across from her, catching her statement about her classes. Raising both brows, he grinned, waving a hand. "You don't have to wait for your brother to come, if you can't. I don't want to be the reason you're late."

ooC:// I managed something! -scampers off to do homework-

When Desmond first heard the faint padding of muffled footsteps not too far off he didn't take any notice. He mustn't be distracted, else his head would begin to hurt again, and he'd need some time out to think and breathe, get his mind working well again. Had Desmond any mental illnesses, he would diagnose himself with ADD, alongside a few other oddities. As the time he sat there grew, his fidgetive nature would become more prominent and obvious.

Better not to think of getting up and walking away. Lord knows if Desmond would be able to keep himself amused as he waited, without a response from Vivian, until her brother came. And then it struck him that he was nineteen and shouldn't even consider getting up and walking away. His eyes rose to meet the young woman's face for a few moments until he realized he was once again staring. In that split moment of thought he felt a sudden heat flare across his face, and he wanted to shy away from Vivian.

He looked up at the disgruntled young man that grunted and shoved his face into a pillow. He didn't get to take a good enough glance to compare him to Viv, either. He still wanted to see how much of a spitting image they were of eachother. Silently, Desmond wondered what it would be like to have a sibling. Though, with the circumstances at home, he figured it was better off his was an only child. The young man, face hidden underneath the soft item, didn't seem too thrilled about being up and sitting there. But an introduction was in order, was it not? "You must be Vivian's brother. If you want to ever come out from under that pillow, I guess you should know my name's Desmond." The brunette chuckled, youthful eyes lighting up.

So he was new, and he was a Nouveau, huh, then why was Vivian so interested in him? She'd usually just snarl at him, tell him he was the scum of the earth and that he should go crawl back in the hole he'd come from. But she was hooking him up with Deo, making him give the kid a tour. Darrea regarded Desmond calmly as he finished his comment, nodding his head slowly then noticing that Desomd was eying him up, he raised an eyebrow and smiled thinly. Normally he would have commented and warned Desmond that he was bisexual and that he shouldn't be eying Deo up like that or he might give the wrong impression. But really his head hurt to much for that to really come to mind. So he let the other guy study him, probably comparing him to his sister, everyone did...

He tilted his head when Desomd offered to let him go back to his dorm, well it wasn't really up to him to let Deo go now was it? Vivian was the one who had chewed his head off to get here so he wasn't going to leave until she let him. So he shrugged adn flashed a weak smile. He'd have to meet Desmond tomorrow or something, when he was in better shape... "Naw, this should be interesting..." he said with a light chuckle as if there was some hidden intent behind that. "I'd invite you back to my place so you could sit and I could curl up in bed but really is someone saw you coming back to my place you might get a bad wrap..." he said with a light chuckle then shifted so he was sitting up, one arm draped over the arm rest, feet curled beside him. "So Vivian tells me you don't know much about Spence, anything specific you want to hear about?" Deo asked, wondering how much Vivian had told him.