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sweetpinkpixie · 06-22-2020, 09:16 AM

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Originally Posted by Tegz

Yeah no, sorry, Stella wasn't exactly excited about a giant stinky flower, no matter how rare and amazing it supposedly was. Here's the thing: you could watch things like that from the comfort of your own home and had been able to for over a hundred years. She didn't need the stink of it to make it more magically real or anything.

Also it wasn't even a magical plant so that was kind of ho hum too.

Unlike her last orientation, the first one she had been to a year prior, she had brought a date. Or, well, a plus one. Not exactly a date because she tended to find dates boring (it was more fun to skip to the after part), but more a friend who she honestly was looking forward to just kind of... unleashing on the room at large. If nothing else, James Summers would provide all the entertainment that the stinky giant flower (which was also, for the record, ugly as hell, unlike her date) could not. The French girl really didn't have the highest of hopes, but maybe it would beat the sober karaoke event of the previous year (the bar was low, so who knew?).

Food and drinks though, she could get behind. And after doing a bit of mingling maybe they could bounce early and go somewhere a little more entertaining. Maybe with James, maybe with someone else, but she was certain that her plus one was the most interesting prospect. She had her arm linked with his right now as they walked into the greenhouse area.

"Have you seen one of those before?" Those... corpse flower things.

James had been a bit surprised when Stella had asked him to accompany her to a work function. The surprise had not latest TOO long because it was super obvious why he would be sought out for these shindigs: he was an absolute delight and entertaining at any function. Plus he was nice on the eyes and especially so in the new threads Dementria had helped him out with. Thank Merlin he had vetoed the zebra print.

While he was absolutely behaving himself, hence the gentleman's arm rather than his palm to her bum, he really couldn't help but take lingering glances at her legs whenever he got the chance. Stella had very nice legs, okay? Best (worst?) of all was how she knew it too AND knew just how to flaunt them and drive him absolutely insane.

Grabbing to glasses of something bubbly and offering one to her, he wished he had his glasses with him to add an air of sophistication to his look. Maybe that way he could actually look like he knew what he was talking about when he looked at this corpse flower ... whatever it was. He had a very specific visual in his mind as to what this flower looked like and, despite the sign RIGHT in front of them pointing to the large plant in front of them that that did not look like a corpse but totally like something that could be ON one. "Suuuuuuuuuure," he chortled lightly into his glass, getting a bit of the bubbly caught on his beard. "Just gotta look down."

HAH! She saw it too, right?!

06-22-2020, 09:16 AM	#69 (permalink)
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