The Non-Date to end all Non-Dates (Closed RP for Cox and Carla)
So, somehow, despite the fact that she had been magically transported to a school for Wizards in Scotland, the one thing that convinced Carla she was losing her mind was the fact that somehow she'd agreed to let Cox take her out. Not on a date. At all. But two people who were friends, going out to dinner. Nothing more.
That didn't mean, though, that she couldn't dress up a little. Okay, okay, it was probably mean, to dangle the good stuff out in front of someone who didn't have a chance in hell of getting any. But that was half the fun. Besides, she had been working hard, trying to catch up on all the weird magical medicine stuff. She deserved a nice night out. She'd been looking forward to it for days.
Not because it was with Perry. But just because it was out. Obviously.
So, a little before seven, Carla paced in her room, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. No nerves here. Not even a little. This was Dr. Cox, for God's sake. What the hell did she have to be nervous about?
He better not be late.