[Log - Jonah Matthews and Regen Halloway]

[regenesque]

The client details were on his phone, but he didn’t go over them too deeply. Regen preferred to get to know his clients himself in person before assuming anything about them. Today he had dressed in boyish clothes under direction. It was a little cold for pedal pushers but his exposed lower calves and shins gave him an innocent look when paired with his white socks and inexpensive trainers. The hairs on his legs were too fine to see, so they looked smooth. He’d made sure to have a really close shave too, and wore a backpack he’d used back in highschool, all for the client who apparently after some awkwardness, had asked for someone ‘youthful.’

When he got to the address Wyatt had given him he knocked briskly on the door and stood back from it as the wind tousled his hair. He bounced on his heels a few times, taking a deep breath and smiling as the door opened.

“Hi. Are you Jonah?” He asked, curling his thumbs under his backpack straps and tugging them forward.