Wade, with the bottom of his mask over his nose so he can eat, chews on his pizza ,loudly, and messily. He doesn’t have the best manners. He sits calmly with one hand behind him, and the other shoving pizza down his throat. He’s sitting on the edge of the roof, his legs dangling off the side of the building. After a few minutes of silence, other then chewing, Wade swallows his pizza and speaks up “I’m bored.” he huffs, throwing himself back, dramatically, like everything else he does, laying against the concrete of the rooftop, legs still dangling from the edge. He tilts his head to the right towards Guest like he expects them to fix his boredom.