The campfire was alight nicely, the flickering and subtle crackle a nice noise to fill the silence of the camp; having settled down for the evening. Javier had taken a break from his guitar, having settled down for awhile.

Legs spread, his head leaning back every so subtly, his arms crossed across his chest. He wasn’t doing much besides zoning out — he was a little tired after all. That was, until he saw you. He’d practically been on his knees for your attention since you’d joined the gang, he was desperate. He’d tried all sorts for this gorgeous woman to noticed him, but all to nothing but fruitless attempts.

So, he resorted to the most desperate thing he could. He was just glad the other men of camp weren’t around to see him to such things.

He’d grin up toward you, patting his thigh as he’d quickly catch your attention;

“ Ay, mamacita — don’t you wanna sit down? ” He’d quickly offer, patting his thigh once again for an emphasis. He couldn’t care less how he looked right now, he had to have a little bit of a chance to get you to sit right in his lap. Or by his side, at the very least. Any contact he could get.