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Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 2, 2024 23:42:32 GMT -5
" Dessert?" Was all he managed to mumble out as his eyesight darkened along side everything else around him. The very same voice he was speaking too sounded muffled, distorted and was echoing in his mind. " Crap wait... not dessert I mean Desiree. " He somehow managed to get that sentence out before succumbing to whatever he was feeling. " I want dessert though." He said as his eyes rolled back and his eyes slowly closed as the darkness over took his whole visual sight. " ....C...Come back..." He whispered as he took one final glance at Desiree walking if not running away from him.
" QUILLS! " He yelled as he launched himself out of his bed in a dramatic upwards motion as his heart beat began to race. His eyesight scanning every corner of the room he was in until he considered it safe. His breathing rate also increased while he continued to scan what was around him. " Where-where am I?" He pondered as his intrusive thoughts came to life in a cinematic way.
Oh god, Desiree poisoned me to get ahead in the next round! Or maybe she's taking down the competition one by one. Wait, why am I even thinking this? As if that beautiful girl would do that to me?.... She wouldn't right? OR maybe she went to get for help and I woke up here. Wait, maybe she took my clothes and ran off?! His facial expressions continued to go through a variety of displays until deciding to stick with a confused look.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a good 10 seconds before slowly opening them again. " Okay, so I'm not dreaming." He said once his bearings set in and his inner thoughts had faded. He questioned if he was still in the school let alone Italy. Being surrounded by candles in a room maliciously designed to what looked like a hospital was rather confronting. He had explored every part of the small school yet had never encountered such a beautiful room. It sure did put his own school to shame.
The stained glass windows welcomed in a rainbow lit spectrum into the Hospital. It was welcoming to know that it was now daylight and he had both survived the quill attack, detention and still somehow managed to be alive despite whatever happening. " Hmm... " He frowned a little as he felt a slight rumble in his stomach. Did the pond water make him that sick that he still felt a bit wheezy? Alas, he made his way from the bed and began to walk around the flooring of the hospital with his bare feet.
He was rather impressed that the flooring had been heated as he could feel the heat running through the soles of his feet. It was rather welcoming considering he had spent a few hours in a dirty, wet and cold pond just hours prior to this. A sense of relief ran through his body feeling the warm floors with every step as he began to call out. " Hello?" No response but his own echo that eventually sounded like a choir. It was odd to see a hospital wing so empty. He wondered if Calvin was the only one that got injured in this school.
" Desiree?" He called again which only ended up being futile as once again, the echoing sound of Desiree's name being called out ricocheted around the ceiling, the walls and finally into his ears. He placed his hand to his left thigh where he would normally feel the security item being his wand pressed against it. The vulnerability he felt when the realisation kicked in that he had no wand on him made his heart sink just that little bit lower. If he had his wand when he was serving detention none of this would of happened. He wondered if their Headmaster had known about the no-wand policy being enforced during detention. Perhaps it was a unique host school requirement that detention was served without a wand. Or perhaps the school considered the other students to be a threat of some sort.
His slow prance around the hospital was cut short when he decided to turn one hundred and eighty degrees and gracefully march his way back to his bed side where out of the blue, a table and a meal was placed. Frowning and obviously very confused, Calvin snapped his head in every direction possible trying to source where the food came from. " Hello? You gonna pull an Annabelle and just pop out of no where are yah?" It was here as well that he discovered just how cringe worthy the Australian accent was in this echoing room.
" They could of at lease provided some nice food." He whispered as he looked down to see a bubbling pea soup that looked just as inviting as it smelled. A small gulp followed as he viewed the bubbling causing him to gag ever so slightly before placing a lid back on the meal. " Nah that looks nasty mate." He called out listening to once again his voice echo. He had started to question if what he was experiencing was part of the next round of games or if he was still dreaming or both in some twisted form of hallucination or spell he was under. It all still seemed like a blur. One minute he was walking with a beautiful girl and the next he found himself in a room all alone.
He took a deep sigh before nestling himself back into his bed where he continued to watch the soup bubble from a safe distance. " Could of at least given us maccas, hungry jacks, KFC or something like that. " He said holding back a gag reflex that suddenly came out. Perhaps there was still pond water in his stomach or he had swallowed a frog, a slug or a whole bunch of quills. None the less, it was very painful and rather disgusting to think about really.
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 3, 2024 19:21:49 GMT -5
The previous evening's events had been peculiar, to say the least. Desiree would almost have believed it was all a dream, if it wasn’t for Calvin’s clothes which were still in her possession. By the time she had returned with the professor, Calvin had completely passed out, and he had yet to wake up the following morning when she stopped by after breakfast. She decided to check in on him after lunch, and headed to her day’s classes.
Perhaps it was just her imagination, but her morning classes that day were particularly tedious, stretching longer than she had remembered. Her stomach felt like a jumble of knots as she kept checking the time, willing for it to speed up, but also worried about what awaited her once it did. She wasn’t scared of Calvin, not at all, but she was definitely apprehensive. Was last night just a fluke? Would things be different between them in the light of day? Maybe he was just a flirt and yesterday was just a bit of fun to entertain him through detention?
Not that she cared if it was. No. Not at all. She wasn’t interested in him like that. She couldn’t be. She just needed to return his clothes, and make sure he survived, in case she also got sick from that water. Yes, that was all, no need to be nervous. Finally lunch time came and Desiree headed straight to the infirmary, her stomach feeling too mixed up for food quite yet.
The wing was eerily quiet when she arrived, her heels clicking on the tiled floor and resonating through the room. Since she was not in detention that day, she was dressed in some of her best attire: a high neck lilac pullover sweater with a knee length white skirt, paired with a gold belt and gold jewelry. She wasn’t necessarily trying to impress Calvin, her outfit was nothing too unusual for her, although she had spent at least an hour picking her attire that morning. She was still a bit embarrassed of her first impression, either waist high in muddy water or wearing his baggy clothes, and she wanted him to see her at her best. It had nothing to do with her feelings towards him. It was just about maintaining her reputation.
Desiree made her way towards the bed she knew was his and drew back the curtains, surprised to find he was sitting up, awake. She’d honestly been half expecting him to be still sleeping, and her nerves suddenly hit her again full force. “Bon après-midi,” she greeted with a smile, taking a deep breath before moving closer to the bed. “Did you have a good sleep? You were out for a little while. I was worried I’d have to wake you like sleeping beauty.” She smirked at the fairytale reference, her cheeks turning just a tinge pinker at what she was inferring.
She grabbed a chair near him and sat down next to his bed, placing her designer bag on the ground next to her. Reaching in, she pulled out his clothes, neatly folded, and a brown paper bag. “I brought you some pastries from breakfast,” she said as she handed him the paper bag first, filled with various breakfast baked goods. “I tried to visit you earlier, but you were still sleeping. They might be a bit cold by now…” She felt bad now giving him hours old food, wondering if she should have stopped by the Dining Hall first to grab him something fresher.
She then placed his clothes at the foot of his bed, “And I believe these are yours. I had them cleaned overnight for you.” She may have also sprayed her perfume on them this morning just so he’d be reminded of her next time he wore them, but she wasn’t going to mention that fact. “So, how are you feeling?”
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 4, 2024 4:35:34 GMT -5
Normally, Calvin would be the type to always be up for an adventure and explore different parts of the school let alone this fantastic part of the world. Today however, considering his illness and the fact he was alone in the what he believed was a hospital wing, was not the day for him to go out adventuring but instead stay put where he already was. His somewhat comfortable bed.
Calvin was close to dozing off when in the distance was an echoing sound of pitter patter. Dozing in and out of sleep, Calvin considered his internal thoughts as he opened and closed his eyes. Is that rain? Maybe a house elf? Or is someone getting closer to me? After his intrusive thoughts started to keep him awake, Calvin decided to flush it out by humming his school anthem which surprisingly, made him even fall more sleepy and eventually, asleep.
His dream of seeing his dog running toward him was suddenly cut short when a voice started speaking to him in some strange language. " Is that a Nurse?" He asked rubbing his eyes as he finally was able to decipher where the strange language was coming from. " Desiree?" He said as he whipped out of bed and stood to his feet.
He felt yet again the heating of the floor through his soles which again was comforting. " I'm so glad to see you!" He reacted as if he'd been left alone like Rapunzel who had been locked away in a tower for years on end. He awkwardly moved in for a hug but didn't exactly know if she would be comfortable for a hug so instead, decided to awkwardly pat her on the shoulder. " Oh wow, you look beautiful." He said in a croaky voice which others have told him sounded quite attractive though he never found the concept of it interesting at all. His eyes scanned her outfit head to toe. " Okay do you always look this good?" He asked considering the last he saw her, she was wearing his clothes.
" Thank you!" Calvin replied with his eyes speaking for his stomach. " I've not eaten in a bit." He said as he noticed the stained glass windows that once had a prism of light running through it fade away as the burnt orange sunset came through. " Oh wow, I musta been out for quite a while." He peered into the brown bag and saw all the pastries and then noticed the bubbling soup had gone. " Cold pastries is a lot better than what they were trying to serve me here...." Not that he was ungrateful at all but more... " It was kinda icky "
" Thank you again." He said noticing the pile of clean clothes in front of him. " Did you spray it?" He said pushing his nose into the clothes and smiling while looking back at her. " You look beautiful and smell beautiful too." Compliments seemed to just be flowing out of his mouth, " Thanks for visiting me too. Can you believe no one from my school has seen me?" He was rather upset about this. " I'm feeling a little better but my stomach is still gassy like I keep burping. What about you? "
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 7, 2024 23:11:31 GMT -5
Desiree did not know what she had expected, but she had not expected Calvin to jump out of bed at the sight of her, only to awkwardly pat her on the shoulder. She blinked a few times in confusion. Had she just imagined the connection between them the previous day? Was it something about the moment, the moonlight coupled with the absurdity of the situation, that had caused the initial spark? Or perhaps he was having second doubts now that he saw her in the daylight.
That thought was quickly dismissed as he complimented her appearance, causing her to smile and pose a bit to showcase the outfit, her cheeks only reddening a tinge. She knew she looked good, she didn’t need somebody to tell her, but the fact that it was Calvin saying it made her stomach do a little flip. “If you mean do I usually wear clean clothes that fit properly? Then oui, I do,” she responded with a slight laugh, silently wondering what was happening to her. She had never been the type to be so affected by boys. They flirted, sure, complimented her appearance, but it had never felt like this, it had never made her feel so giddy. Why was this boy different? What spell had he placed on her that she actually cared what he thought of her?
She was taken off guard when he mentioned the smell of his clothes, her eyes widening slightly and her cheeks turning a brighter shade of pink. “Um, non, non, I have no idea what you mean,” she quickly dismissed, already embarrassed that she had done such a thing, even more so that she had been caught. “Must have been something the house elves used.” She looked away from him for a moment and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear, trying to compose herself. This was not like her, and she wasn’t sure if she liked the feeling.
Desiree quickly latched on to another topic of conversation as Calvin mentioned nobody else visiting him. “Lunch has just started, and you slept through breakfast. Perhaps they are eating,” she rationalized, hoping it would bring some comfort to Calvin. She didn’t know much about him or his friends, but he did not seem like the lonely type. He was much too charismatic; or perhaps that was just how he was around women? She began to doubt his true intentions with her again, realizing she really didn’t know much about him. All she really knew was that he was charming, he thought she was attractive, and he was his school’s champion. Maybe he wasn’t what he appeared to be.
After all, they’d only really spoken the previous night, and he was seemingly under the effects of some weird pond water. “I am feeling fine. Did the healer mention what made you so sick?” Desiree was glad she had not gotten as sick as he had, although she was also wondering if some of the fumes had affected her judgement. There was obviously something wrong with that water if it had such a strong effect on him.
TAGGED: CALVIN KLEIN Notes: meh, not my best work, sorry
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 8, 2024 6:59:56 GMT -5
Perhaps it was because of the accent Desiree had or the fact his brain was still a little foggy but he didn't quite understand what Desiree had meant. He wondered if she took what he said as an insult rather than a compliment. " No, I didn't mean it in a bad way..." He exclaimed hoping to take back his words should he have offended the French witch. " I meant it as a compliment. " He insisted making reference to his last statement about the clothes she was wearing. If anything, her attire was beyond exceptional.
" Oh so what? " he said letting out a small laugh. " You mean the school just so happens to have such a beautiful smelling laundry detergent available ?" Seeing her react the way she did was rather adorable and Calvin was really starting to enjoy being around Desiree especially when she was trying to hide away. " Sure, we can go with house elves. " He said as he laughed and took hold of her hand for a split second. " Thank you. " He again, felt the soft hands that Desiree had. " Oh my, they're softer when they're clean and warm. " He just had to mention that.
" Still as soft as ever. " He said as he kissed the top of her hand before letting it go as a smile grew on his face. It was odd, Calvin suddenly felt like he was in a fairy-tale and he was kissing the hand of a princess and he was prince charming. " Just like in the fairy tales right? " He joked making reference to their little joke the two had at the uneventful night. " Crikey! Have I been asleep for that long? " He questioned looking through the stained glass windows and to the clock that suddenly appeared on the wall " Do you want to join me here? I can move a bit. " He said as he adjusted himself still sniffing the clothes she had handed over.
He smiled softly as he locked eyes with Desiree once again. It was either the toxin of the water or a sudden realisation that came pulsating through his mind. He let out an exhausted sigh as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. " Desiree...." he said as he softly placed the clothes to the side of the bed again before looking at her. " Are we gonna keep talking after the games? " He asked never having felt something like this before. Sure, he had been known to be a Casanova back at his own school but he felt something different with her.
" I'm thinking about transferring to Hogwarts... Maybe we could keep seeing each other? At least it's not as far as Australia let alone time zone difference. " He shrugged his shoulders as he looked over to her. " I don't want this to end. "
[OOC: It's okay Muse be there some days and some days no <3 ]
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 9, 2024 22:40:59 GMT -5
Desiree’s expression softened and she smiled at Calvin. “I know, I was making a joke,” she clarified, realizing perhaps her sarcasm had not been received as intended. While her English was quite good, on the spot translations could sometimes miss their mark. “Merci, I appreciate the compliment.” She made sure to clearly state to ensure there were no more misunderstandings between them.
She chose to simply shrug at Calvin’s accusations, acting as innocent as possible. She refused to admit to anything. She might be smitten, she was at least starting to accept that fact, but she was not quite comfortable letting herself be so vulnerable as to let him in on that fact. Until she could figure out what the hell was going on, she would keep her emotions close to her chest as much as possible. This was harder to do when Calvin took her hand in his and kissed it. She felt her stomach do a flip at the gesture, her skin prickling where his lips once were.
It was only as he released his grip that her brain seemed to function once more, chuckling slightly at his comment about fairytales. “Except it seems this time you are the damsel in distress, and I am the knight in shining armor.” She laughed at the slight role reversal in their situation, as she had been the one to save him from his illness induced slumber. It definitely had a more modern spin to it which she liked. She had never quite resonated with the princesses in such stories, waiting for some man to save them. That would never be her story.
Desiree nodded as he expressed shock at how long he had been asleep. “The pond water must have made you quite ill, or perhaps the healer gave you something to sleep. Eat some food, it may help you feel better.” She gestured towards the pastries. They were not the most nutritional food, but it seemed he had not eaten since dinner the previous day. He must have been famished.
She hesitated when he asked her to join him in the bed. It did not seem proper, particularly as she did not know him very well, yet there was a part of her that longed for the proximity. “Um, oui, I suppose…” Compromising with herself, she took a seat on the edge of the bed next to his legs, facing him. She could feel the proximity of his warmth, but she still maintained some clear thinking with a bit of distance.
His question threw her for a bit of a loop. She had not expected such a topic to be brought up, especially so soon. Although it did make sense. The end of the year was rapidly approaching, and once the tournament was over, they would each be returning to their own countries. Not only that, but she would be graduating that year. Her adult life beckoned, and while she was excited, it was also slightly terrifying. “I am sure we can keep in touch. There must be a way to send letters at such a distance.” Desiree wasn’t quite sure how intercontinental mail worked. Could owls really fly such a far distance?
She was even more surprised when she heard that Calvin was thinking of transferring to Hogwarts. It was as if the stars were aligning for them in a peculiar way. “Oh really? That is oddly fortuitous,” she commented with a smile, struggling to stifle a giggle at the absurdity of the situation. “I will be attending school in Scotland next term as well, at Rutherford. I am graduating from Beauxbatons this year, and they have a fashion program there I am hoping to pursue.” It seemed like more than a coincidence that both of them had been brought together by this tournament, only to end up studying in the same country the following year. Desiree felt giddy in spite of herself at the idea of being able to spend more time with Calvin next term, unable to stop smiling at the thought.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 11, 2024 4:03:09 GMT -5
" Oh right. " He said as he swished a hand over his head indicating the joke flew right over his head. Perhaps the French joke etiquette was something he needed to learn more about. Especially if he considered things to be serious with between himself and Desiree. " Maybe I'm just bad with jokes. " He replied honestly considering his thing was charming people. Perhaps he had the gift of the gab. It was exactly how he managed to even place his name in the cup considering the only other option was to tell everyone else to not put their name to compete.
" You could be my saving grace any day." He said in a rather croaky yet seductive type of voice. The ones you'd often hear in cheesy classic love story muggle movies. " Besides..." he added in his normal tone. " I do like the attention I'm getting here. " He replied as he batted his eye lashes and flurried his eyebrows. Calvin rather enjoyed this sympathetic love he was getting though he knew not to milk the situation.
" I suppose eating something like this would keep me safe and somewhat nourished. " He said as he leaned over to take a small pastry and began tearing it to bite size pieces and only then would he place it into his mouth taking gentle and slow bites. " It must of been really dirty water if it caused me to be this sick." Growing up on farming land, Calvin was used to the rough and tough life of Sydney which was even more surprising he got affected this much.
" Just keep in touch? " He said with a confused facial expression on his face. " You mean I can't do this?" He turned around and placed his hand on Desiree's once again. " I'll never understand how soft your hands are." He replied as he giggled ever so softly. " I don't just want to be in touch, I also want to touch. " He tried to sound as calm as possible hoping to avoid sounding like a maniac.
" Wait you mean we'll somewhat be close?" Calvin didn't mind that Desiree was older. He was known for liking older woman anyway. " Oh wow, this is good news. " He replied calmly but on the inside, his internal organs were having a party and jumping around. The only thing was though, all this movement in his stomach caused him to feel something again.
"MOVE!" He said as he flipped out of bed and over to a tin can bin that was under the bed where the very small pieces of pastry he ate came out with what looked like black water. " Oh look, pond water again." He said as he gagged a few times before unleashing whatever was resting inside of his stomach. " Do you want to see Australia?" He asked in-between his vomit spree. The most romantic way of asking a girl date out of course.
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 14, 2024 13:26:53 GMT -5
Desiree could feel her internal temperature rising. Not from sickness, simply from Calvin’s presence near her. His sultry tone, his batting eyes, her stomach was in knots but in the best way possible. And then he touched her hand once again, so very tenderly, sending shock waves racing up her arm. The electricity between them was palpable, or at least it was for Desiree. She had never experienced such an intense connection before this. Her heart was pounding, every ounce of her wanting to be closer, wanting his touch just as much as he seemed to want hers. She moved closer an inch or two on the bed, her eyes floating between his eyes and his lips.
Would this be the moment he would finally kiss her? Not the most romantic of moments, to be sure, but to Desiree it felt perfect. He seemed just as excited as she was that they would remain in close proximity the following school year, and they were currently alone, only a foot apart. She moved another inch closer, hoping to signal to him her consent, when suddenly he jumped out of bed, yelling at her to move.
She was quickly on her feet as Calvin threw up in a nearby bucket, the moment gone, Desiree blinking in shock at the sudden shift in mood. The crackling electricity had dissipated so quickly, leaving her almost gasping for air. She shook herself out of it, trying to get her mind back to the present moment, and moved a bit closer to Calvin as he retched into the bucket. Her hand hovered over his back, unsure what to do. She was not quite the nurturing kind, possibly since she had not grown up in such an environment. Was she to rub his back? Tap it? Should she offer to help him? She was at a loss. Her hand lingered only a few inches away from him a moment longer before she pulled away. “I will - uh - I will find a healer for you, hm?” She slowly walked backwards, away from Calvin and towards the large infirmary area, making sure he was alright before she left him.
Just as she turned to leave, she heard him speak, causing her to pause and look back at him in shock. “What, now?” She asked incredulously, not sure where that question had come from, particularly at that present moment. Was that really what he had been thinking about while being sick? Desiree almost had to laugh at the thought that even in such a situation, Calvin was still trying to shoot his shot.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 15, 2024 11:58:59 GMT -5
" I just want this to end." He groaned out in the most unattractive way possible which was quite embarrassing for the Australian student. Another forceful ejection of some of the content of his stomach through the mouth erupted as he started to feel the sensation of Nausea running over him. " I think that's all of it out." He replied as he made his way over to a near by wash basin that had a few disposable toothbrushes. While dental hygiene was important, right now his image was more important-"er".
He had already gotten sick from the pond water, the last thing he wanted was to have quills and pastries covered in slime all over his teeth in front of the girl he was crushing on. " Sorry, won't be a second. " He added before spitting out the paste in his mouth before gargling some water leaving him with a fresh mint-like breath. His stomach and abdomen felt sore from all the forceful ejection of his stomach and it even started to hurt to speak along his throat. The vibrations when speaking made his throat itchy.
" Don't bother with the healer." He said as he turned around and sat back onto the bed next to Desiree but only after moving the tin can holding the contents of his stomach. " I'll be fine." he added shrugging his shoulders and waving his hands. " Wait don't go." he said doing his best to hold onto Desiree by the hand to try and stop her. With how late it was getting, he knew that Desiree would be asked to leave so that he could get some bed rest and right now, he was enjoying being around her more than ever.
" Come back. " He said waving her toward him with a smile on his face that now reflected a white set of teeth. So white it almost looked like veneers. " I'm being serious. " He said finally as he patted the seat just next to him before looking at Desiree to gesture her to sit next to him. " I'd like to take you to Australia. We all have a little break after the games. So I was thinking it might be nice to you know, see Australia. "
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 17, 2024 0:32:38 GMT -5
Desiree blinked in shock. Was he serious? They had technically only really met the previous night, and now he was asking her to visit him in Australia during the summer break. She wondered if there was something in that pond water that was also messing with his brain. Was this some illness induced state of delusion? Or was it simply because he was sick and she was there caring for him? She hesitated for a moment, glancing back towards the rest of the infirmary, where the healer would be found. Perhaps she should get him some help first, make sure he was fine before discussing such things.
But then he was holding his hand out, reaching out to her, and she felt herself drawn to him. Slowly making her way over to him, she sat on the edge of the bed, taking his outstretched hand in hers. Glancing over at the bucket of sick nearby, she quickly took out her wand and evanescoed its contents, before turning back her full attention to Calvin.
Desiree watched him curiously, trying to gauge his feelings, his intentions. “You would like me to visit you in Australia?” She repeated, making sure she heard him correctly, and most importantly that he was hearing what he was saying. “Are you being serious right now? Or do you say this to all the girls you meet in ponds?” She teased a bit at the end, but her questions were sincere. She was still concerned about him. He was definitely charming, and a flirt. Perhaps that’s all this was, just another one of his moves, an empty request made in the hopes of… what? Desiree actually didn’t know. Visiting another country was not something to plan so willy nilly, and it seemed like an odd way to flirt with a girl.
Her heart wanted to accept the offer, but her head still had doubts, and Desiree was not the kind to simply jump in without some serious logical thinking.
Post by CALVIN KLEIN on Mar 18, 2024 5:03:29 GMT -5
It seemed all the forceful ejection of stomach contents had calmed down and his stomach had settled just nicely. It almost felt like a detox and his stomach had been completely wiped out. His little tin can, almost filled to the rim which gave quite the romantic scenery between the two." Sorry about that. " He greeted shrugging his shoulders as he watched Desiree empty out the contents in a magical sense removing every bit of grime and bile from the tin can. " Nice work on that spell too. " He added rather pleased at how clean the tin was and just how amazing it was considering the tin can even smelled like cleaning product. Fascinating.
A smile appeared on his face as he watched Desiree accept his invitation to sit next to him on the bed again. His stomach now more relaxed and somewhat empty, decided to grumble again. Not due to being sick but more so, he was getting hungry yet again. Taking the grumbling as a safe sign, he reached out and let his fingers do some more investigating into the little bag of pastries which remarkably were not as hard as he thought. " Somehow they're still a little soft. " The warmth was gone but the softness of the pastry was welcomed as Calvin tore it once again into little bite size pieces before placing it into his mouth.
Nibbling on the pastry was pleasing to his stomach as it silenced and soothed the grumbling that was echoing in his little cave of wonders. " Yes I would like to take you to Australia. " He replied smiling as he took another bite this time biting directly into the pastry like some savage animal on the animal planet channel. " Oh of course I'm serious. " He added frowning slightly wondering why she would question that. " Imagine this. " He said as he placed the remaining pastry to the side as he stood up and walked over to a little side table and took the quill and papers already on there as he began to quickly sketch the Sydney Opera House.
" Believe it or not..." He paused for a second before releasing a smile. " I may be from Australia but we don't meet women in ponds. Unless you're from down south but a lot of crazy stuff happens down there. " After finishing his sketch, he handed it over to Desiree. " Imagine our first proper date being in a foreign land to you." It may not of exactly been the city of love but it was the city of Bin Chickens and it would make for a nice little surprise if anything.
It was here Calvin paused and realised what he had just said. " That is, if you'd like to go on a date with me?" He said as he closed his hands together clasping them tight before opening it to reveal a flower he was able to conjure without his wand. A skill that was quite difficult that he had been practising. Not that he did it very often, Calvin enjoyed meeting people but he wouldn't go out of his way to do wandless magic to conjure flowers for everyone. " Would you accept this little flower and go o a date with me?"
Post by DESIREE FONTAINE on Mar 18, 2024 19:36:32 GMT -5
Desiree was rendered almost speechless at everything she was hearing from Calvin. The whole thing sounded like some odd dream. Some odd fairytale dream, she thought with a small internal chuckle. One day she’s stuck in an unwarranted detention, at least in her opinion, and the next a handsome boy is inviting her on a date in a foreign country. A boy who made her feel like no other boy ever had, who made her stomach flip flop like crazy. The whole thing was exhilarating and… well, terrifying.
This was not like Desiree. She was not the type to simply jump into something new without looking. She liked order, planning. Her whole future was laid out for her, she knew what she wanted to do, and she knew what she was expected to do, and this… well this threw a wrench into all of her plans. Yet, she wanted it. She wanted to go on a date with Calvin. She wanted to visit Australia with him, see his home country and spend an extended period of time getting to really know him.
Her eyes flicked between the drawing he had given her, the flower he was holding out, and his face. She knew it wasn’t exactly the smartest idea, and she knew that something like this couldn’t last, but she found herself nodding in spite of herself, reaching out to accept the flower he had wandlessly conjured. It was beautiful, and obviously a difficult bit of magic, impressing Desiree. Maybe he was more than just a pretty face. “Oui, I would love to go on a date with you,” she finally answered, beaming. “I guess I am going to Australia this summer!” She found herself giggling in excitement, not even recognizing the sound she was making as her own.
Deep down Desiree knew this wasn’t just another fun fling - it felt different, new - but she wasn’t ready to confront that yet. No, for now, it would be fun. It would be what it was. For once in her life, Desiree would live in the moment and not plan ahead.
TAGGED: CALVIN KLEIN Notes: I guess we'll start a new thread for the date itself in Australia?
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