Midnight On The Docks (Moon)

So usually, Eric was able to get a good nights rest without anyone bugging him, nobody came to this side of the docks where there were empty ware houses. If they did, they usually occupied the one next to his to part or something, Deadlock made sure to piss on that one just to make them made. With that being said, there was some banging going on with his roof, and not the good kind, the obnoxious kind. Letting out a groan, the man stood up and put on a shirt, not even bothering with the pants, he was still wearing some tight boxer brief's with some yellow cartoon character on it. He didn't know, he just stole it from some guy in Japan.
With a gun in hand, Eric yawned and climbed up the ladder, ready to shoot someone, but was instead greeted by a very beautiful shirtless man. "Man I was just about to shoot you, but seeing you shirtless makes me want to shoot on you." Eric flirted, pelvic thrusting to get his point across.

Eric was spinning his gun on his finger while watching him, looking him up and down. He introduced himself as Kristoff, followed by asking for Eric's name. "Not really, my mom was *(#*$@ up and named me something boring. Kristoff is wayyyy cooler." He mused, scratching his stomach and brushing down his hair. It was pretty messy considering he just woke up, but it was definitely worth it. "I'd love to be call something cool like Captain Plasma, but I also go by Eric." He joked, scratching his head with his gun. "So... you're on my roof shirtless... Do you wanna go down stairs and #%!$ since I woke up? Or will I have to jack off to this image of you." He said flatly, framing Kris with his fingers as if he was taking a mental picture.

Kristoff put his shirt and jacket back on, making him pout. He then offered to go get drinks, followed by opening his car. "Well if you're paying. I haven't gotten payed in 2 weeks because I'm too lazy to open my bank account, oops." Eric joked, scratching his balls with his gun before climbing down the ladder. Deadlock emerged 2 minutes later with a jacket and pants, his hair was still ruffled and he kept on yawning, but who didn't want to get drunk.
"Also, if you plan on roofieing me, take me back here when your done. I have work in the morning." He complained, walking towards the car and looking at it. It was.. different... he didn't really understand the obsesses over Earth technology since it was so mundane. But whatever, as long as he could get drunk.

Eric got in the car and naturally scanned it with his chest piece. He'd then project it so the workings of the car would be in front of him as they drove. "Zydon tech? Interesting? I *(#*$@ a Zydon once, he stabbed me with a spork." Eric told Kristoff, showing him the scar on his neck. When they pulled up to the club, Eric hopped out and stretched his legs, still tired from being woken up. He had no idea what time it was, but to be fair he went to bed at 8. Earth times was weird compared to his internal clock.
Deadlock would walk past Kristoff to get into the club, slapping his *#& while doing so. "I want to be %#!@ faced by the time we leave."