Harlan though over it a second, and nodded. Of course then he realized Axel could't actually see him. "Yeah, sure. I'll come right over if you promise I'll be able to talk to you alone." Despite himself, the situation, he laughed a bit. "I'm glad to hear you're already taken for tonight, because I just got back from my meeting with Jayde."

The dark haired man let out a long sigh. "Uhm yeah ..." He shuffled awkwardly across floor, heading towards the front door again. "Actually, Jayde is who I want to talk about. Well me and how I might maybe actually be starting to like the guy too much."

Harlan hunched into himself without realizing it, and his voice was small. "I think I'm in trouble." He leaned against the wall by his shoes, staring at his choices. He could take the converse, or the leather boots. He was definitely throwing off his plaid and grabbing his leather jacket with all the band patches of the concerts he'd been too.