Room 407, After the Dance
Cal and Claire hadn't really stayed at the date that late; it just felt late to Claire because, after they danced, every moment got charged. She would go to look at him and he'd have this smile and it would make her smile and the butterflies would start up and they were back to Awkward Crushville, Population: Cal and Claire.
Eventually, one of them finally suggested they actually leave, and they stumbled back to the dorms and found that Cal's room seemed to be theirs for the night.
Later -- possibly a lot later -- they'd wonder what had happened to Merlin.
Right then, there were handmade candies (baklava, strawberries dipped in chocolate with nuts on some and sprinkles on some others, and misshapen but tasty vanilla caramels) to taste.
Even after the candies were set aside, their kisses tasted like strawberries, caramel and honey. Too sweet, maybe, but it had been a too-sweet sort of day -- and it wasn't even really Valentine's Day yet.
[OOC: 'stablishy. Cal shamelessly modded.]
Eventually, one of them finally suggested they actually leave, and they stumbled back to the dorms and found that Cal's room seemed to be theirs for the night.
Later -- possibly a lot later -- they'd wonder what had happened to Merlin.
Right then, there were handmade candies (baklava, strawberries dipped in chocolate with nuts on some and sprinkles on some others, and misshapen but tasty vanilla caramels) to taste.
Even after the candies were set aside, their kisses tasted like strawberries, caramel and honey. Too sweet, maybe, but it had been a too-sweet sort of day -- and it wasn't even really Valentine's Day yet.
[OOC: 'stablishy. Cal shamelessly modded.]