Date: Thu, 29 Oct 2020 18:01:55 +0000 From: J. Forrester Subject: A Series Embarrassing Events - chapter nine DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction that contains graphic sexual content. It is purely for entertainment so please enjoy safely and legally. Resemblances to real people, places and events is unintentional (but would be really cool). A Series of Embarrassing Events Chapter Nine: Halloween XVI – Noah vs. the Demon Barber of Streak Street FRIDAY 31ST OCTOBER 2020 Noah talked to his dad about the Halloween party during dinner - he was conscious that his dad had come home for his birthday so to exclude him from celebrations would have been unfair. The Halloween party wasn't for Noah. It was a Halloween party to which Noah was invited. Noah worried his dad would feel rejected for making plans for his sixteenth birthday that didn't include him. "Of course, you should go," his dad declared; "We've spent all week together; you deserve a night to enjoy yourself." "I can enjoy myself with pizza and a movie at home," Noah suggested. "Nonsense, Noah. If you want to go, just go. I was sixteen once, you'll never get a time like this again," his dad insisted; "You'll have a great time." "What will you do?" Noah asked apprehensively. "I'll think of something," Bruce replied. Something turned out to be a show of some kind but Bruce was vague on the details and Noah was preoccupied. In the morning of Noah's birthday – the thirty-first of October, Halloween – he was treated to a cooked breakfast instead of cereal from a box. The family went for a walk, they had lunch and Noah felt delightedly happy to be around his family. Noah tried not to dwell on his fractured family; his mum was... gone and his dad worked hard to provide a luxurious and privileged life. It was nice to have his dad around. Back home, after opening presents and faffing about, the three lads in the house retired to their respective rooms for a while. Jamie's room – technically the spare room – was unoccupied while he looked after his parents' house. Looking after it involved a large Halloween party, obviously. It was late afternoon, edging towards evening, when Bruce pulled on his jacket and prepared to leave. He told his sons to stay out as late as they wanted but Bruce McNelis felt a little left out; he'd made his own plans but he felt left out all the same. "Dan, look after him," Bruce told his eldest son. "I always do," Daniel replied; "Have fun yourself. Don't wait up." "Wait up? I might not even come home," Bruce joked. "First one to puke outside a kebab shop loses," Daniel said with a laugh. Bruce had showered and shaved and left a pungent smell of hot man in the air. Noah hugged his dad before he left and his dad kissed the top of his head. "Happy birthday, son," dad said for the tenth time. Although Bruce's plans had an earlier start, the boys still had plenty of time before their party. Noah waited until their dad was gone before asking the pertinent question: "What's my costume, Dan?" "Don't worry about it, little brother. Make yourself comfortable, we don't need to leave for hours," Daniel promised. Noah was a little worried. "You know... You've not had a chance to be naked all week," Dan said conversationally. The nonchalance didn't fool Noah for a second. "It didn't feel right with dad around," Noah replied after a suspicious pause. "You don't mind me seeing your willy but dad would be weird?" Daniel jested. "It won't kill me to put some clothes on while he's here," Noah stated. "He's not here right now..." Dan teased and left the room. Daniel was right about something: Noah hadn't had the chance to be naked all week and he missed it too. He still slept nude but Noah missed walking to the bathroom nude and sitting in the living room with his balls out. Was his big brother trying to tell him that their dad wouldn't mind? It wouldn't be a big deal? Noah wasn't sure what to think. Most kids don't need to worry about this kind of thing. When Noah thought about it, he hadn't even told his dad he was gay. His dad must know, but Noah wanted to say it. Noah had plenty of chances this week and even today, on his birthday. The more he thought about it, the more Noah thought the time would not be long in coming when he'd have to come out not only as gay but also as a nudist. Noah went upstairs, closed his bedroom door and stripped naked. He folded his clothes and put them away before sitting on his bed to contemplate things. Noah felt better already. He loved being naked - his dick was soft and Noah absent-mindedly scratched the little patch of pubes above his dick and his skin tingled from the draught of his open window. Noah wanted to explain to his dad that being naked wasn't a sexual thing – except for when it was a sexual thing. The fact he had a separate inclination and interest in exhibitionism was an unnecessary complication. Noah wanted to tell his dad he just enjoyed being free around the house and maybe one day around like-minded people. Noah wanted to explain he would respect boundaries and only be naked if his dad was ok with it and would wear clothes if guests came over. Noah knew part of his problem with telling his dad about nudism was that he hadn't had to tell his brother Daniel. Noah had started walking around the house in his underwear and after a while Dan had joked he didn't need to bother with undies. When the joke hadn't landed, Daniel realised that Noah really had an interest in being naked and it wasn't a joke. After finding out, Dan had encouraged and even orchestrated things for Noah. His best friend Toby had found by accident; Noah had told Mateo but telling a friend was different from telling family. How do you tell your dad you want to hang out around the house nude? Noah as getting a headache just thinking about; the same thoughts swirling around again and again. With hours to go before the party, Noah opened his laptop and checked out Sextr to distract himself. Now he was sixteen, the territorial locks on certain features had unlocked. Features were locked to the age of consent for the country of residence, though Noah thought a more reputable app would lock it at a nice round eighteen. From this perspective, Noah was glad Sextr was disreputable. Regardless, Noah could now see numerous events in the local area taking place over the next few months. Matty had piqued Noah's interest in EMARP's - Explicit Mass Attendance Role Playing - which sounded amazing. They were described as events during which attendees could watch nudity, explicit scenes or elaborate role-playing scenario's. Mateo had talked about what he had heard of the EMARP's held locally - right in here in Dukesbridge. A medical exam involving milking and a classroom scenario where a "student" is stripped and fucked... Noah thought it sounded very exciting; it was almost unbelievable that boys and men could attend or participate in such events so close to home. Noah knew Mateo would love to attend as a voyeur but Noah wondered if he could participate in a more active role; ideally that role would involve nudity. Would the EMARP organiser entertain a horny, exhibitionist, nudist teenager? Scrolling through the details, Noah found a local group and contact details for the Dukesbridge EMARP's. The local contact was a man called Mr Godetia - Noah sent him a message expressing an interest in a participatory role. While he waited for the reply, Noah scrolled through Mr Godetia's blog - filled with gorgeous young men and fit studs. Some of the pictures were explicit and some looked like they could have come off the set of a porno - nudity in scenes like a park, a library and an airport. They were all well-staged and if Noah hadn't known it was role playing, he would have sworn the images of a strip search he was browsing had really happened in an airport terminal. Mr Godetia's reply came ten minutes later. Noah was hard by then and leaking of course. He took a break from making himself horny looking a naked man in a library set and opened the reply. The reply prompted Noah to complete a questionnaire and an invite for a private group. Noah accepted the terms & conditions and privacy blah blah blah and got to work on the questionnaire - hoping to get through it before he had to get ready for Jamie's Halloween party. The questions were easy: name, D.O.B, age, height, weight, waist size, shoe size, etcetera, etcetera What is your gender (if non-binary please elaborate)? What is your sexual preference? Do you participate in any team sports? Are you now or have you ever been in a youth group? Are you a virgin? Top? Bottom? Versatile? "Why are you sitting in the dark?" asked Daniel, startling Noah. The sun had gone down and the lights were off in Noah's room, the light through his bedroom window cast weird shapes all around the room. Dan was cast in a halo of light from the hall as he stood in the threshold of Noah's bedroom. Daniel turned on Noah's bedroom light and while Noah squinted in the sudden brightness, Daniel grinned at the sight of his nude little brother. Noah's eyes adjusted and he saw his big brother was wearing a muscle hugging Captain America shirt with matching trousers. He looked pretty cool. "I hadn't even noticed. I guess I lost track of time," said Noah. He had just finished and submitted the questionnaire so he closed his laptop; he hoped Daniel didn't ask any questions about it. He would get around to telling Dan about all his Sextr activities and if anything came of Mr Godetia's solicitation, Noah would keep his big brother in the loop. Noah smiled innocently at Daniel. Daniel smiled innocuously back. "Well, it's time to go," Daniel declared. "Go?" Noah asked. "The party at Jamie's. We do actually have to drive to his house to attend," Daniel responded. "Ha ha," Noah said sarcastically; "Ok, where's my costume?" "Well that's the thing..." Dan replied. "What?" Noah demanded warily; "What is the thing?" Noah reflected that he had trusted Daniel about the costume and he hadn't given it another thought. Noah hadn't bothered to invest in anything himself so if Daniel had nothing, he was buggered. "I thought you'd enjoy wearing your birthday suit. It is your birthday. Isn't that clever?" Daniel asked as if it were a perfectly reasonable idea. "You're joking?" Noah asked. "No," Daniel replied. "You want me to go to your best friend's Halloween party... totally naked?" Noah enquired. "Yes," Daniel hummed. "Where all your friends and total strangers will see me? Totally naked!" Noah clarified. "Yes," Daniel nodded. "I'll be totally naked! Are you insane?" Noah implored. "We're going to be late," Daniel ignore the question; "Are you coming?" "Yes," Noah agreed. Noah didn't even put clothes on for the drive over. Well, except a pair of flip-flops sandals to protect his feet; with only straps across the bridge of his toes, his feet looked very nearly bare. I was a mistake to not wear a coat or jeans for the journey because it was a ten-minute drive along several busy streets and it was cold. Daniel put on the heater which helped a little bit but Noah's penis still shrank to two inches. "How do I keep getting myself into things like this?" Noah asked himself but he spoke aloud. "I thought you were enjoying your series of embarrassing events?" asked Daniel worriedly. "I am... mostly..." Noah replied. "There's a Spider-Man costume in the boot if you want it," Daniel said. This genuinely did surprise Noah. He looked at his big brother and felt a flood of gratitude that Daniel had actually considered the insanity of his proposal. Noah appreciated that his alternate costume was in the same `family' of genre as Dan's Captain America. Noah was grateful to Dan for thinking of alternatives but, despite his reservations, he was excited to see what would happen at the party. Noah actually wanted to go in his birthday suit - he told Daniel this and Dan laughed. "We should think of a title for your latest misadventure. Halloween Sixteen, Noah's birthday suit," Dan pronounced dramatically. "Technically I was born on Halloween so my first birthday would be my second Halloween," said Noah; "That makes my sixteen birthday my seventeenth Halloween." "No-one likes a smartass, Noah," Dan responded with a grin. They were both still laughing when they stopped at traffic lights and a group of half-cut lads on a pub crawl stumbled into the street. The green man was up for crossing, which they did in a staggering zig-zag route. However, they spotted Noah shirtless on a dark cold night and peeked into the car for a good look; realising Noah was naked, they started pointing and shouting and laughing. "The little dude is naked." "The little dude has his dick out." "He's not even covering it up." "It must be a fake cock?" The last question was almost a relief - the half-drunk boys thought no-one would be crazy enough to be naked so it must be one of those body suits or underpants with pubes and a phallus stuck on them. It occurred to Noah that that observation would be very quickly dispelled in Jamie's house and literally everyone at the party was about to see his pert little butt and his shrunken penis. The drive along residential streets was more reassuring - there was less people (no-one peeking in to see his penis) but the street lighting would have made it impossible to hide his modesty. It was after 9PM so trick or treaters were out of the way at least - if being seen by boys his own age or Daniel's age was bad, it would have been even worse to be seen by little kids. Finally, Daniel pulled into Jamie's street. It was a long road, mostly straight road to Jamie's house but Daniel pulled over and pointed out the passenger window. STEEP STREET "Remember what you used to think this street was called?" Dan asked. It had become a running joke, even now, ten years later, the boys still laughed about it. "Streak Street," Noah mumbled. Noah knew what was coming. "Seems appropriate," Daniel said. Noah hesitated – the nearest house was number 46 and Jamie lived at number 90. The distance was nearly half a kilometre, or over a quarter of a mile, or five hundred yards, or forty-six thousand centimetres... there was no way of thinking about the measurement without it being a daunting distance. "You don't have to," Daniel said. It sounded like an afterthought but Noah knew his big brother would have carefully thought about it and would be acutely aware of the surroundings that he was pushing his little brother into. Noah pulled the door handle and put a foot outside. Wind wafted over his ankle, carrying the faintest mist of drizzle with it. Noah stepped out and closed the door. "I'll see you in a few minutes," Dan promised. Then Dan did the old leaning on the car horn trick, calling attention to anyone around, as he sped up the road. Noah estimated that at his top running speed he could be at Jamie's house in two minutes give or take a few seconds. It took a few seconds to realise that he wouldn't be able to make his top speed because he was wearing flip-flop sandals. Running was impossible; fuck, it was going to take him two and half to three minutes. In the nude! Bare! Naked! Noah found himself power walking up Steep Street – or Streak Street as Noah and Dan called it. Noah didn't understand; walking he got, but power walking? Why not just run for a shorter time? Then Noah remembered he couldn't run in his inappropriate footwear. It was dark as it was nearly 21:30 the day before November. Noah hoped the cold and dark would mean everyone was indoors; the street was lit white light from the lampposts that kept the road illuminated in an artificial moonlight. Noah checked out each house he passed as paranoia searched for anyone catching him naked in public. He couldn't see any curtain twitchers. Noah crossed a road – halfway there – and continued in a straight line. Then the sound of whistles and hoots reached his ears. Noah turned to see a group of lads in the garden of a house. They laughed and continued to holler at them, but none of them seemed to know what to actually do with a naked teenager strutting up the road. It was an unadventurous end when Noah reached Jamie's house. Daniel was parked on the driveway and stepped out when he spotted his naked brother. The throb of music from within could he heard and muffled soundtrack escaped too. The music could be heard from the driveway but not so loud that the neighbours would complain. Noah was embarrassed by his appearance; his balls were suspended in a tight and leathery sac instead of dangling and his flaccid penis was a pathetic few inches snuggled inside a foreskin. "Are you ready?" Daniel asked. "Everyone at the party is going to see me naked," Noah said quietly. "You can still be Spider-Man or I'll take you home if you want," Daniel replied. Noah smiled at his big brother - for giving him the chance to bail out and for knowing he loved Spider-Man. Now Noah had a dilemma because he really could go home and he really could put on a proper costume or he could choose to go to the party in his birthday suit. Noah hesitated as he faced Jamie's house. He knew in his heart it was what he wanted – Noah had never have done this without Dan suggesting and arranging it but he wanted it. The October night was cold, casting a breeze around his ankles and across his bare-naked bottom. The garden was well illuminated by a security light and the light thrown from every window in Jamie's house. Noah could see movement around the house but was unable to tell how many people were within. It was time to find out. Dan didn't need to ring the doorbell - as much as casa del McNelis was Jamie's home from home, Jamie's house was Daniel's second home. Daniel turned the handle and let himself in, trailed by Noah. Dan's respectable homage to Captain America was met with a lot of attention so, at first, everyone missed the nude boy trailing behind him. There was an explosion warmth from the heated house and from the greetings of the party boys clogging up the hall. It took a minute for someone to realise Noah was hiding behind Dan and a second more to realise Noah was naked. "What the fuck?" said one high-spirited twenty-year-old. He wasn't just high on spirits – although, to be clear, he had been drinking high spirits. "This is my little brother Noah," Daniel explained casually. "How little is he? Will we get arrested just for looking at him?" the lad joked. A few people laughed - uneasily because they'd been thinking the same thing but there was a ripple of something else. They were curious and interested and peeking. Individually this would have been very awkward but the inoculation of en mass attention made it easier for them to be part of a gawping crowd. Noah would have suggested mob mentality but the interest was not malign. Boys and men en mass - even straight boys - enjoyed humiliation and Noah's humiliation was fucking funny. "He's sixteen today," Daniel answered as he lifted a miniature of vodka from a tub by the front door; "I told him he should wear his birthday suit as his costume. Just for a laugh. He's a bit of nudist too." "Let's see him properly then," chimed in someone else. Daniel twisted the cap off a tiny vodka bottle, took a swig and offered the other half to Noah who shook his head. Daniel and Noah hadn't even made it out of the foyer of Jamie's house yet. The front door stood behind Noah and Dan stood in front of him, Dan stepped aside to reveal the nudist teenager in all his glory. Noah was fully exposed; his smooth skin, short and sparse pubes and his penis that was shrunken to two and a half inches. The boy blushed with humiliation - not because he was ashamed of his body but because of the looks on the faces of all the lads around him. Daniel and Jamie had a lot of male friends and friends of friends and they all seemed to be here. There was an assortment of costumes including a trump with a "don't vote for me, obviously" button on his lapel and "kick me" written on his back; there was a Poirot and a Jigglypuff; most were characters from film and TV or the usual stock pirate or roman toga. Noah somehow doubted the lad in the toga was commando as he had been at his last Halloween party. The costumed lads all looked at the totally naked Noah and didn't know what to do next. "Noah, since it's your birthday you can have a drink if you like," Daniel suggested again. Dan thought it might steady any nerves his little brother had. "No thanks..." Noah mumbled nervously. It wasn't that the drinking age was eighteen, not sixteen. Underage drinking was a rite of passage; Noah just didn't have much interest in that particular passage. Noah realised that this was his chance to either seize and own the moment – to prove to himself he was not ashamed of his body - or forever appear cowed before the crowd of partygoers. "...I can have fun without alcohol. Should I take my shoes off at the door?" Noah asked. Daniel grinned. "Oh, yea buddy. This is a respectable house you know," responded an astronaut. Noah kicked off his sandals and stood barefoot - his last vestiges of clothing were gone and Noah felt the cool wood floor beneath his feet. It was exhilarating. "Noah? What? What the hell are you wearing?" asked Jamie who appeared out of the crowd. Jamie corrected himself; "What are you not wearing?" "He's wearing his birthday suit," said a pirate. "Because it's his birthday," provided the astronaut as if it all made sense and wasn't insane. "It's really quite clever," added an Einstein. "Right..." Jamie replied slowly. Having seen Noah naked and hard a few mornings ago, Jamie wasn't sure why he was so taken aback. Noah had been hard last time so why was here, now, even more exciting? The change in context must be the answer - Noah's nudity in a relatively public arena was simply a masterstroke. "Noah walked halfway up the street in his costume," Daniel revealed. "Did he fuck," doubted the pirate. "He did," Dan insisted. There were a few dozen people at this party - coming and going all the time and Noah was totally starkers - and not even attempting to cover his tight little butt cheeks or his perfectly average flaccid penis or hairless balls. Chatting had resumed and drinking and the loud music from the living room seemed to finally permeate the attention of those who had greeted Noah and Daniel. Noah didn't even make it into the living room however because the doorbell rang. "Maybe your brother would like to answer the door and give out miniatures to everyone as they arrive?" suggested an Egyptian with gorgeous brown legs and arms. "Great idea," agreed a caveman. Noah looked at Dan who shrugged - the choice was up to him. Noah was actually quite excited - he didn't go around nude to be seen but he did like being seen. He liked the freedom of nudity but he liked the attention too. Noah wasn't sure where nudism ended and exhibitionism began but he thought he was about to cross the line - if he hadn't already. Noah lifted the tub of miniatures and held the tub in front of his genitals before opening the front door. The new arrivals reacted similarly to the other guests - shock, awe, reticence, delight. The three arrivals (a Lego character, a Shazam and a kitten) took a miniature as they entered; each of them thought the tub of mini alcohols were concealing a thong or something and they were tickled to discover he was actually nude. Noah could feel his heart quicken and they reached for the tub that he held in front of his penis and testes. The kitten made suspiciously long eye contact and Noah felt strongly he was gay; there must be lots of gay guys here at Jamie's party maybe Noah would get lucky with an older boy? The whole rigmarole continued like this for a while and in between opening the door and handing out miniature vodka, whisky, Bacardi, rum, gin etc; Noah chatted to the costumed arrivals. After the initial shock, everyone started talking to the nude boy quite casually. He was made to feel welcome and normal and he was still naked but Noah felt accepted as dinosaur and a caveman talked about what school he went to and how old he was etc. The door was opened and closed multiple times. Sometimes it was new arrivals who stayed to join the party and other times, it was older revellers who popped around to get free drinks. Noah had continued to hide his privates behind the tub of miniatures while the door was opened wide to the street and each of the new arrivals. It barely had a chance to close before it knocked again. Noah turned and opened the door again, with the tub of miniatures covering his gentles and nearly let out a trickle of pee as he recognised the boy on the doorstep; his name was Diallo and he went to a rival school. Diallo was a year older and they didn't know each other well but they did know each other. "Eh... hello, Noah," Diallo said with a broad smile and a disbelieving laugh. "Hi Diallo," Noah relied. "That's a... unique costume," Diallo said. The older boy could hardly believe what he was seeing; Noah couldn't actually be naked, could he? Noah was a cute, twinky looking boy and by the looks of it he was totally bare. "Do you know him, Noah?" asked the caveman. "A little," Noah blushed heavily. Noah dropped the tub lower, hoping Diallo wouldn't believe his eyes and think he was actually at a party naked. "I stopped by because I heard you were giving out free booze," Diallo reported. Diallo and his mates were planning on adding spirits to beer but they didn't have any – hence the quest for free 40% alcohol. "Oh, we're nearly out of miniatures," said the lad in the dinosaur costume behind Noah; "I'll go get more." Before Noah could react, the dinosaur had taken the bowl from Noah's hands and left his bare crotch exposed to Diallo. Diallo's mouth literally fell wide open as he stared at Noah's stubbly little exposed penis. Did Noah imagine the dinosaur winking at Diallo? Diallo sniggered at Noah's exposure and was embarrassed for the humiliated boy. "Wow, Noah... I thought you'd have more hair," Diallo said; "And that you'd be bigger." Just as Noah was about to dig deeper into why Diallo had thought about his penis at all, the dinosaur returned and handed over a handful of mini Vodka's and Jack Daniel's. "Well, thanks," Diallo said; "Maybe I'll see you again Noah." Diallo emphasised the innuendo and Noah again blushed and felt his knees go weak. "Thanks for visiting, Diallo," the dinosaur said; "Come again soon." The door closed and Noah stepped back from to door. He was wondering if Diallo would tell people or if it would just be a funny story to share between himself and his friends. Noah reached to take back the tub, freshly refilled with miniature's when the caveman made a fun suggestion. "Noah, why don't you put the miniatures on the table beside the door? It's not fair you have to hold that the whole time," the caveman said. Caveman probably had a real name but whatever. "Oh... I don't mind," Noah replied nervously. Noah knew that without the tub to hide behind he'd flash whoever arrived on the doorstep the moment he opened the door – plus any lucky passers-by. What if more people he knew came by? The new arrivals had already seen Noah's bare, hairless chest and smooth legs; they were already peeking at his dick and his ass once they properly entered the house but to expose himself to the front door and not even attempt to cover up as a whole new level. "Nonsense birthday suit, we'll just leave the miniatures at the side," said the dinosaur. The tub that Noah had used to cover his crotch was put on the table beside the front door. Noah looked down and his flaccid dick and saw it was still stubby, the head covered by his foreskin and the pubes above his dick fluffed around the squat two-and-a-half-inch penis. The next time he opened the door, that is what people would see. Noah looked over his shoulder and saw Dan, onto his third drink of the night and tipsy but not drunk. Daniel gave thumbs up and changed it to thumbs down. He rotated his thumb to the side and waited for Noah to reply; Noah gave thumbs up and Daniel moved his own thumb back to an up position. It was reassuring that Dan was still looking out for him and would step in if Noah wanted to stop the madness of exposure. The doorbell rang and his immediate associates rippled with excitement; it had been quickly obvious Noah was naked to each new arrival but this would be the first time he actually flashed whoever was on the doorstep and the costumed lads were exuberant. Noah stepped forward and exposed himself to Ronan Henare. <> "Wow. Ok," Ronan sputtered with eyes as wide as saucers. Whether he was responding to the voice or making a perfectly reasonable commentary on seeing a handsome naked boy answer the door of a strangers party that he'd been invited to was anyone's guess. "Ronan?" Noah responded with shock. Despite his shock, it was not Noah's natural instinct to cover up and cup himself. Noah looked at the lads around him who looked surprised too and maybe disappointed that it was only one person to see Noah's big reveal. <> Ronan was dressed as Marty McFly just like he said he would be and really pulled it off; though his magnificently curly black hair was too short to do much with. Ronan was dressed in blue jeans, a red sleeveless puffer jacket, the blue denim jacket, a white plaid shirt and a red t-shirt. Ronan looked really cool! "Ronan?" Noah repeated; "Your costume is awesome." "Yea, your... well, I mean... you look..." Ronan didn't know what to say. <> "Hi. I didn't know you'd be here," Noah said. Ronan shuffled into the hall and Noah turned his back on the street - flashing his pale cheeks - before swinging the door closed. "Oh, yea... I live a few streets over and my next-door neighbour knows Jamie... do you know Jamie?" Ronan asked. <> The voice mocked. <> The voice asked seriously. "My big brother is his best friend," Noah explained. <> "Cool. Well my neighbour invited me and I met Jamie because my dad said I had to check it was ok," Ronan said. Ronan didn't really handle intense social situations very well but his mum insisted it was because he avoided them. Ronan thought it was more than that; it was something in his head that made it hard to socialise. "Great for you to come," Noah beamed and he meant it. Then he joked; "I love your costume, where's the DeLorean parked?" <> "It's five minutes away," Ronan joked. <