Eventually, Cal had fallen asleep last night, and he would have figured that that meant sleeping in a lot later than this, but no cigar. That was okay, though, he figured he could be productive instead
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So when a girl wakes up and finds her dorm room filled with flowers, her first thought -- well her first thought should really be OMG STALKER MUCH but this girl wasn't dating a Cullen, so -- is fairly naturally going to involve wizards. Of the boyfriendly persuasion.
This the happy knocking at his door with a wreath of daisies on her head. "Meeeerlin!"
Funny how the tone of a single word could unexplainable make Cal sort of want to stab something. For the moment, though, his eyes just widened a little at the piece was trying to get started, and then he looked over his shoulder.
"He's not here," he offered, looking Francine over, with an eyebrow lift at the daisy wreath on top.
Not exactly the weirdest thing about her hair these days, but yes, it did look extremely dorky.
"Oh!" Yes, Francine, classes have started, that does mean Cal is back. "Hi, Cal. Welcome back. Do you know where he is? My room was all full of flow--"
Your surroundings, Ms. Peters. Study them. "...oh."
Something in Cal's head actually did tell him not to do what he was thinking. In fact, if this was still three years ago and he thought he was an awkward girl and didn't have all that experience gaining confidence that Fandom had given him, he wouldn't have even imagined having said anything.
But it was not three years ago, he was no longer confused about why he felt so awkward as a girl, and Fandom had given him a horrible sense of self-confidence, which was was unfortunately prone to use for evil these days.
"Awwwww," he said, "he got you some, too? That's nice."
"Well, I didn't buy them," Cal offered reasonably. "They were just here when I woke up. I thought it was kind of sweet, but the streamers are a little tacky."
"The streamers are pr--" Wait, Merlin probably didn't actually buy them, so she didn't have to defend them. "Okay, kind of tacky." Granted that meant he didn't buy her flowers either.
I think he already has enough boy-kissing in his life was a little on the blunt side for Francine to even think, but the times, they do change. "Glitter's pretty," she said, "But it might be overkill in this situation."
Not to mention a pain to clean up. Cal looked over at Francine thoughtfully for a minute before asking, "Want me to mention you stopped by if I see him before you do?"
If he had been leaning back a little further, Cal might have tipped over his chair. "Really?" he asked, brows lifting a little in surprise. "You think so?"
She was probably the first person to not give him crap about it. He almost felt like he should be suspicious.
Francine shrugged. "Sure. It's nice. It makes you look less cadaverous frames your face." The fun part about actually being a girl was that Arthur people would just look stupid if they pointed at you and said 'Such. A. Girl.'
"Hm." Cal had never really thought about that before. He just liked it because he missed long hair and it amused him to annoy people with it. "Thanks."
"Churches," Cal corrected, "churches for my yia yia. And I did. Turkey's a beautiful country, but I can see where my ancestors were coming from. Great place to visit, wouldn't want to live there. You stay here for the summer?"
This the happy knocking at his door with a wreath of daisies on her head. "Meeeerlin!"
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"He's not here," he offered, looking Francine over, with an eyebrow lift at the daisy wreath on top.
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"Oh!" Yes, Francine, classes have started, that does mean Cal is back. "Hi, Cal. Welcome back. Do you know where he is? My room was all full of flow--"
Your surroundings, Ms. Peters. Study them. "...oh."
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But it was not three years ago, he was no longer confused about why he felt so awkward as a girl, and Fandom had given him a horrible sense of self-confidence, which was was unfortunately prone to use for evil these days.
"Awwwww," he said, "he got you some, too? That's nice."
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And Merlin was not that gay.
Stop laughing. He wasn't.
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Just a minute. It'll stop any time now.
"Well, I didn't buy them," Cal offered reasonably. "They were just here when I woke up. I thought it was kind of sweet, but the streamers are a little tacky."
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She was probably the first person to not give him crap about it. He almost felt like he should be suspicious.
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