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TeafortheSoul · 02-20-2020, 05:41 AM

SPOILER!!: Fletcher and Caleb

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Hmmmmm, karaoke, was it? Why did Fletcher feel like this was more of the Minister's idea than January's? It was certainly a different...atmosphere...from the swanky celebration last year, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it yet. He lingered toward the back of the party, having already knocked back one small espresso, and wouldn't have minded another.

But then he was distracted, you see, by a long-legged blonde. Fletcher was initially just walking past her to get another drink, but he ended up making a small circle to return to her side, whereupon he eyed her from head to toe and took a lean on a nearby tall table. She needed addressing, see.

"Are you sure you're in the right place, miss?" Fletcher HAD to ask. H A D to. Was obligated to, actually. He was a card-carrying member of the ~~made up~~ Fashion Police, see. And this new face was setting off alarm bells in his mind.

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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom

Oh, hello there Blondie. Caleb caught a glance of the younger women, who he DEFINITELY did not recognize, and was pleased to see that she didn't look like she was all that enthused to be there - just like him. He knew that karaoke was definitely right up some people's alleys - Chloe, for example, seemed to be enjoying herself - and he was relieved to see that he wasn't the only one who looked like they wanted to be anywhere but there. Perfect.

He was about to go up to her and start up a conversation when...ugh, of course. He rolled his eyes slightly as the older man approached her, even though he couldn't hear a word he was saying ~~if he had to guess, it was super corny~~. He paused for a moment before shrugging to himself and approaching her anyways, smiling at both the dude AND the girl in a welcoming sort of way.

"Don't worry - I don't think we have to stick around TOO long before we can sneak out of here," he said with a small chuckle to the two, acting completely unaware of the fact that he may have just interrupted. No, he was just starting a friendly conversation with two strangers. Making small talk. All that fun stuff. "I'm Caleb, by the way, I don't think I've met either of you," he added, holding out a hand for a shake. A genuine introduction for the lady - as for the guy, he really could care less about him. He was just being polite.

Maybe she should have started a bet to see how long before there would be an approach. Or two, as it were.

Stella's eyes cut sideways to the first bloke when he addressed her and then her head tracked around to follow a moment later. WAS she in the right place? She supposed it wasn't the worst kind of line out there. "Any place I am in is the right place, Monsieur."

And then the other. Stella studied that one too with a faint air of amusement. Did she really look so out of place? Both of them had, in their own way, said as much. Though escaping was definitely on her agenda at some point. "Non, you have not, I am new." He could have her name- they both could- but she kept her hand. "Stella Jarsdel."

02-20-2020, 05:41 AM	#23 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet SPOILER!!: Fletcher and Caleb Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Hmmmmm, karaoke, was it? Why did Fletcher feel like this was more of the Minister's idea than January's? It was certainly a different...atmosphere...from the swanky celebration last year, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it yet. He lingered toward the back of the party, having already knocked back one small espresso, and wouldn't have minded another. But then he was distracted, you see, by a long-legged blonde. Fletcher was initially just walking past her to get another drink, but he ended up making a small circle to return to her side, whereupon he eyed her from head to toe and took a lean on a nearby tall table. She needed addressing, see. "Are you sure you're in the right place, miss?" Fletcher HAD to ask. H A D to. Was obligated to, actually. He was a card-carrying member of the ~~made up~~ Fashion Police, see. And this new face was setting off alarm bells in his mind. Quote: Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom Oh, hello there Blondie. Caleb caught a glance of the younger women, who he DEFINITELY did not recognize, and was pleased to see that she didn't look like she was all that enthused to be there - just like him. He knew that karaoke was definitely right up some people's alleys - Chloe, for example, seemed to be enjoying herself - and he was relieved to see that he wasn't the only one who looked like they wanted to be anywhere but there. Perfect. He was about to go up to her and start up a conversation when...ugh, of course. He rolled his eyes slightly as the older man approached her, even though he couldn't hear a word he was saying ~~if he had to guess, it was super corny~~. He paused for a moment before shrugging to himself and approaching her anyways, smiling at both the dude AND the girl in a welcoming sort of way. "Don't worry - I don't think we have to stick around TOO long before we can sneak out of here," he said with a small chuckle to the two, acting completely unaware of the fact that he may have just interrupted. No, he was just starting a friendly conversation with two strangers. Making small talk. All that fun stuff. "I'm Caleb, by the way, I don't think I've met either of you," he added, holding out a hand for a shake. A genuine introduction for the lady - as for the guy, he really could care less about him. He was just being polite. Maybe she should have started a bet to see how long before there would be an approach. Or two, as it were. Stella's eyes cut sideways to the first bloke when he addressed her and then her head tracked around to follow a moment later. WAS she in the right place? She supposed it wasn't the worst kind of line out there. "Any place I am in is the right place, Monsieur." And then the other. Stella studied that one too with a faint air of amusement. Did she really look so out of place? Both of them had, in their own way, said as much. Though escaping was definitely on her agenda at some point. "Non, you have not, I am new." He could have her name- they both could- but she kept her hand. "Stella Jarsdel." __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you