Name(s): Haruhi, Tamaki Location: Outside the Ravenclaw common room Day: 21 Time: Evening, after another log that needs to be posted for day 20 Rating: PG more than likely
If anything Haruhi was just as, if not more, nervous than Tamaki. She had never thought of going on dates, much less been on one. She was understandably panicked and quite unsure of handle anything. She had been lucky some of the girls, both older and younger, had offered help.
The help--she was suddenly regretting it as she stood just in front of the portrait hole that lead outside where Tamaki was undoubtedly waiting. Silly, her housemates had been sure to make her as girly as possible. A pink jumper, pulled over a dark red turtle neck and jeans, complete with cute flats and a single pink clip in her short hair--it was certainly girlier than anything else she had worn this year.
She was still standing stock still, nervous as can be, until one of her "helpers" practically pushed her outside. "Um--Hello, Tamaki..." Couldn't they have let her catch her wits first?
Tamaki paused in his pacing to just look at her for a moment and he smiled. "Hello, Haruhi." He couldn't move for a moment but then his brain kicked in and he offered her his arm. "Shall we go?"
Haruhi's cheeks flared up, a light pink dusting her cheeks as Tamaki looked at her. Silly girl, stop being so embarrassed! It's a date, nothing major--all right sort of major but nothing to get worked up over.
Shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts, Haruhi gave a brilliant smile and took Tamaki's offered arm. "Yes. Let's go." Now--she just had to remember not to act like an embarrassed and nervous fool and this night might actually go well.
Tamaki walked with her at a pace best suited to Haruhi and held the basket in his other hand. He was quiet for a bit but then he smiled a little, shifting somewhat nervously. "I hope you like chicken..."
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The help--she was suddenly regretting it as she stood just in front of the portrait hole that lead outside where Tamaki was undoubtedly waiting. Silly, her housemates had been sure to make her as girly as possible. A pink jumper, pulled over a dark red turtle neck and jeans, complete with cute flats and a single pink clip in her short hair--it was certainly girlier than anything else she had worn this year.
She was still standing stock still, nervous as can be, until one of her "helpers" practically pushed her outside. "Um--Hello, Tamaki..." Couldn't they have let her catch her wits first?
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Shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts, Haruhi gave a brilliant smile and took Tamaki's offered arm. "Yes. Let's go." Now--she just had to remember not to act like an embarrassed and nervous fool and this night might actually go well.
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