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Emzily · 08-15-2024, 09:01 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

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?"

Solomon would have been amused to know that he was feeling more confident about today than she was, however there was too much going on to notice such things. He also would have been very happy to hear her approval of the date location, and would hope that she would congratulate him later on because right now he was still totally anxious about it. He, also, didn’t fancy a cliche restaurant date, which would call for constant conversation. Sage hadn’t kept him waiting for too long, thank Merlin, and he took a quick deep breath in his last seconds of alone time before she approached him.

“Hey.” He had no idea what kind of greeting would be appropriate either. His brain told him it was probably important to set the tone of the date. For example, if they’d greeted with a hug then he wouldn’t feel so awkward about hugging her later, too. Or holding hands. THE THOUGHT OF IT SENT HIM INTO A SPIRAL.

Spiral over. She kissed him on the cheek. Solomon smiled, “Yeah, waiting for some pretty girl.” Yes, he did refrain from adding a usual sarcastic remark such as ‘do you see one?’ Because he didn’t want to be THAT guy. He pulled her into a tight squish when she linked his arm with hers. “Yeah, yeah. I have our tickets already. What did you want to see first?” Solomon led the way to the entrance, realising he was getting ahead of himself already.

He would compliment her outfit (etc) shortly, hopefully, but his mouth was dry right now.

08-15-2024, 09:01 PM	#120 (permalink)
Emzily Abraxan Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Prythian Posts: 25,166 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zachary Cloud Ravenclaw First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Romilly Blackwood Slytherin First Year x5 x2	Raspberry Jam \| #ChocolateFrogFamous \| Ultimate Fangirl Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie 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?" Solomon would have been amused to know that he was feeling more confident about today than she was, however there was too much going on to notice such things. He also would have been very happy to hear her approval of the date location, and would hope that she would congratulate him later on because right now he was still totally anxious about it. He, also, didn’t fancy a cliche restaurant date, which would call for constant conversation. Sage hadn’t kept him waiting for too long, thank Merlin, and he took a quick deep breath in his last seconds of alone time before she approached him. “Hey.” He had no idea what kind of greeting would be appropriate either. His brain told him it was probably important to set the tone of the date. For example, if they’d greeted with a hug then he wouldn’t feel so awkward about hugging her later, too. Or holding hands. THE THOUGHT OF IT SENT HIM INTO A SPIRAL. Spiral over. She kissed him on the cheek. Solomon smiled, “Yeah, waiting for some pretty girl.” Yes, he did refrain from adding a usual sarcastic remark such as ‘do you see one?’ Because he didn’t want to be THAT guy. He pulled her into a tight squish when she linked his arm with hers. “Yeah, yeah. I have our tickets already. What did you want to see first?” Solomon led the way to the entrance, realising he was getting ahead of himself already. He would compliment her outfit (etc) shortly, hopefully, but his mouth was dry right now. __________________ who could love me, I am out of my mind___________________________ _________________throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream