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sweetpinkpixie · 08-14-2024, 03:45 AM

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Originally Posted by Emzily

His confidence was oooooozing, much to his surprise.

Solomon had not, in fact, picked her up at 8, because he had no suitable transport for the two of them, and would rather start the date AT the destination as opposed to an awkward journey there. He thought he was really smart for that decision, and he had never even had a date before! ALSO - it wasn’t even 8, it was around 2pm. The location of the date was completely his idea, too, and he currently had no idea whether Sage would be happy about that or not, but the slight drizzle and unpredictability of the weather so far gave him pause. Of course he was wearing his famous beanie hat, so hopefully Sage would have opted for some head protection as well.

He waited outside of the zoo, his posture alluding a calm and collected appearance, however he could feel it slipping the longer he waited. Things had become much easier since establishing that Sage like, liked him a little, as it left less to the imagination. Solly liked to not be embarrassed, so she had better hurry herself up.

The confidence with which Sage had strut out of the Great Hall the final eve of their sixth year had all but dissipated entirely by the time the day of their date had finally come around. Far too much time to think and overthink even the tiniest of details had been like fwoopers circling her head twenty-four-seven and driven the entire household bonkers. Or perhaps it was more that their daughter was going on her first date that had her dads looking a little worse for wear whenever she brought it up - they would get over it. The most stressful part of everything had been deciding what to wear and it was only by the grace of her twin that she had any semblance of a flirtatious outfit that showed a tasteful amount of midriff. It was embarrassing that something as basic as which pair of shorts to wear had her vexed worse than her animagus training ever had. Keeping that mandrake leaf under her tongue had been loads easier.

Sage tugged on the hem of her orange top just a bit as she approached the zoo and took in the sensational aroma of petrichor and tried to bask in the giddy sensation she felt over Solomon knowing her well enough to invite her somewhere outdoors rather than cooped up in some stuffy cliché eatery listening to people chew with their mouths open. Suddenly feeling self conscious about everything, the Slytherin pulled her dark sage green cardigan over her middle once she spotted him with his dashing hat - and no hat for herself because it would be an absolute insult to her braided look to cover it up!

Wait, so...wait...now how was she supposed to greet him? A handshake? A hug? A kiss on the cheek? Fist bump? Elbow tap? Head nod? High five? Curtsy and bow? Ugh. Panic briefly crossed her lightly dolled up features as her steps drew her closer but she managed to pull a smile at the last possible second and step into some sort of pseudo confident and immaculately sassy persona.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Waiting for someone?" she greeted with a little playful flick to his hat to make sure he knew that she knew he was acknowledging a preference in aesthetic. And then the panic slipped back in and her eyes darted around for some sort of inspiration which thankfully came from another couple waltzing on in to the zoo arm in arm. Pivoting slightly, Sage practically pecked his cheek like a chicken after some seed and slipped her arm through and around his and sashayed a step or two right to his side. "So...inside we go then?"

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,282 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by Emzily His confidence was oooooozing, much to his surprise. Solomon had not, in fact, picked her up at 8, because he had no suitable transport for the two of them, and would rather start the date AT the destination as opposed to an awkward journey there. He thought he was really smart for that decision, and he had never even had a date before! ALSO - it wasn’t even 8, it was around 2pm. The location of the date was completely his idea, too, and he currently had no idea whether Sage would be happy about that or not, but the slight drizzle and unpredictability of the weather so far gave him pause. Of course he was wearing his famous beanie hat, so hopefully Sage would have opted for some head protection as well. He waited outside of the zoo, his posture alluding a calm and collected appearance, however he could feel it slipping the longer he waited. Things had become much easier since establishing that Sage like, liked him a little, as it left less to the imagination. Solly liked to not be embarrassed, so she had better hurry herself up. The confidence with which Sage had strut out of the Great Hall the final eve of their sixth year had all but dissipated entirely by the time the day of their date had finally come around. Far too much time to think and overthink even the tiniest of details had been like fwoopers circling her head twenty-four-seven and driven the entire household bonkers. Or perhaps it was more that their daughter was going on her first date that had her dads looking a little worse for wear whenever she brought it up - they would get over it. The most stressful part of everything had been deciding what to wear and it was only by the grace of her twin that she had any semblance of a flirtatious outfit that showed a tasteful amount of midriff. It was embarrassing that something as basic as which pair of shorts to wear had her vexed worse than her animagus training ever had. Keeping that mandrake leaf under her tongue had been loads easier. Sage tugged on the hem of her orange top just a bit as she approached the zoo and took in the sensational aroma of petrichor and tried to bask in the giddy sensation she felt over Solomon knowing her well enough to invite her somewhere outdoors rather than cooped up in some stuffy cliché eatery listening to people chew with their mouths open. Suddenly feeling self conscious about everything, the Slytherin pulled her dark sage green cardigan over her middle once she spotted him with his dashing hat - and no hat for herself because it would be an absolute insult to her braided look to cover it up! Wait, so...wait...now how was she supposed to greet him? A handshake? A hug? A kiss on the cheek? Fist bump? Elbow tap? Head nod? High five? Curtsy and bow? Ugh. Panic briefly crossed her lightly dolled up features as her steps drew her closer but she managed to pull a smile at the last possible second and step into some sort of pseudo confident and immaculately sassy persona. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Waiting for someone?" she greeted with a little playful flick to his hat to make sure he knew that she knew he was acknowledging a preference in aesthetic. And then the panic slipped back in and her eyes darted around for some sort of inspiration which thankfully came from another couple waltzing on in to the zoo arm in arm. Pivoting slightly, Sage practically pecked his cheek like a chicken after some seed and slipped her arm through and around his and sashayed a step or two right to his side. "So...inside we go then?" __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like