flutes and French and friendship, oh my? [closed]

[fourmost]

Who: Quatre (fourmost) and Midii (unetrustworthy)
What: Barrels of cuteness. Quatre and Midii in a music store!
When: Backdated to before the pony event.
Where: The shopping center.
Warnings: ... I can't fathom there will be any.

Comments

[unetrustworthy]

Midii arrived at the shopping center a few minutes before the designates meeting time, and was not surprised to see the familiar blonde already waiting. She had already pegged him for the type of person to consider "on time" to be too late. Brushing some of the hair from her eyes, she casually weaves her way through the crowd until they were only a few feet apart.

"Hello again, Quatre." she greeted him with a rare smile. "Thank you again for agreeing to take me to the music store."

[fourmost]

Quatre smiled brightly upon seeing Midii. "Hello," he said, accompanying his greeting with a gentle wave. "I should thank you, for letting me accompany you. I'm glad to have the opportunity." He sent her a slightly sheepish look. "I hope it's not an imposition...."

[unetrustworthy]

Imposition? She almost laughed at the ridiculousness of the thought. It was almost like Quatre purposely went out of his way to apologize for something.

"Of course it's not." She tried to dismiss the notion as casually as possible, less he argue. "I just wish I'd known there was a store like this sooner. It's been so long since I've gotten a chance to play."

[fourmost]

One might say he does go out of his way to find things for which he can apologize. But then again, he does sometimes overlook apologizing for things for which he really ought to offer an apology. Not on purpose, of course. He's just a bit naive, right?

"We'll do our best to rectify that today then, won't we?" Quatre offered, beckoning to her. They could walk and talk, right? "I won't make you wait any longer, if you're ready to go."