On the way back to the dorms from Lobster Hut [Saturday evening]
This may have been Celia's first date, but she thought she was covering that fact fairly admirably, all things considered. In a fit of bravery, she'd decided to wear one of the dresses she'd bought for spring break, and even left her hair down for once -- and had, shockingly enough, not spent the evening feeling self-conscious. She'd gotten through dinner and not thoroughly embarrassed herself, either magically or...just by being herself.
Of course, the night was young. She still had ample time to trip over nothing or shatter a nearby lamp post. She wasn't especially worried, though -- she was enjoying Will's company enough that she'd deliberately started them back to the dorms the long way.
"Now, knowing my luck," she decided, looking at Will, "about...now is when the chocolate syrup rain people keep warning me about will start."
Because really.
[for the date and inevitable SP!]
Of course, the night was young. She still had ample time to trip over nothing or shatter a nearby lamp post. She wasn't especially worried, though -- she was enjoying Will's company enough that she'd deliberately started them back to the dorms the long way.
"Now, knowing my luck," she decided, looking at Will, "about...now is when the chocolate syrup rain people keep warning me about will start."
Because really.
[for the date and inevitable SP!]