Candice:: She shrugged. "Hey, it's your name, no need to defend it." She giggled softly then drank some more of her beer. She laughed softly at his way of putting it. "We'll that works." She grinned and nodded. She said then bit her lip gently and looked to the crowed of dancing. "So... You wanna dance?" She asked him as she looked back at him.
Paul:: He bit his lip gently. "Well I don't work, so that's out of the question. Remember, rich family?" He chuckled lightly. "Umm... I'm not too embarrassed of my middle name. It's Dean. I just don't like how it's the name of the head of a college.." He shrugged. "As for the alcohol... That isn't something I can really say here.. How about we go somewhere else? It can't be back to my place since my friends throwing a party. But we could go to the park or something."
Sensing you were awake he set his gaze upon you. Chuckling at Kinley chat for pancakes. "Cute little thing." He said to himself. "I'll have to wait until she alone though. I'd scare the hell out of the little girl. Fira walking up behind him. "Since when are you concerned about scaring people. You have a track record for stuff like that you know." Eldan just glared at her then looking back towards you. " I'm tired of having to be reassigned. I'd actually like to stay with this one until I'm no longer needed." Fira smiled. "you like her." and she vanished before he could respond. He swung around to address Fira but it was to late. "I DON"T!" He looked back at you through the dust he'd put in the air. He tilted he's head. He felt something. But what? He shook his head as if to try to shake off the feeling waving his hand through the dust getting rid of the view.
Candice:: She bit her lip gently and watched him as she took another sip of her beer. "That's interesting." She said. "I like Jordan better." She commented. "But PJ's cool too." She said. She smiled softly. "It's my friends place." She said. "He's not a huge fan of parties. He's probably our drinking at the grille right now." She shrugged.
She adored cuddling into him, because he was warm and had an amazing scent. She watched the movie and got teary at the usual scene- it touched her just because she felt connected to the storyline. She felt blessed that she was able to see it with him and share the moments they already had. "Don't fall asleep on me. Please." She stroked her fingertips up and down his knee; over his hands and arms; whatever she could do to keep them intent. "I'm right here. We can stay up together. Just don't give up on me."
Paul:: He laughed softly and nodded. "Yes, I'm concerned about you consuming alcohol." He said as he watched her. He grinned as she set it aside. He finished off his drink then asked for another. "Well, what else would you like to know?" He asked her, smiling softly.
Candice:: She smiled at him. "Thanks." She said. "Except it's not mine." She giggled softly. "It's nice to meet you, PJ." She said. "Does that stand for anything..?" She asked. She finished her beer and tossed into a trash can before she picked up another and opened it. She took a sip then grabbed some chips and ate them.
Paul:: He chuckled lightly and took another sip of his scotch, still mostly sober. He nodded to her. "Sounds like a plan." He grinned lightly then frowned a bit. "Alright, my turn to intervene." He said. "Ingrid, maybe you should switch to something without alcohol.." He suggested. "You've had quite a bit to drink." He didn't want her to get alcohol poisoning.
She chose one from out of the cabinet, pinching it between her fingers and showing him. "The Notebook. A classic. We're watching it- no protesting." She giggled and lead him back to her bedroom cautiously. She turned on the lamp beside her table before putting it in the player. She cracked the window for some air but closed the curtains snugly. She invited him on top of the mattress with a pat, clearing her throat and crossing her legs. She leaned into him as the credits rolled and it started, gradually.
Candice:: She bit her lip again as she waited for his answer. She took one more sip before giggling softly. "How cool!" She said then laughed softly. "I am from right here in Mystic Falls." She told him. "I'm Candice, by the way." She said as she held her hand out to him. "And welcome to Mystic Falls and my party." She giggled softly as she watched him.
She'd stood on top of his feet eagerly, fluttering her lashes while rocking in the same direction he lead her. "No, no, no. The complete opposite!" The house was cleaned and put together nicely with modern decorations and her own touches. There was a lot of room for just an apartment and she never minded having guests attend. "Whatever you want to do is fine by me. We can always put in a movie and relax in my room; or we can go on the patio and look out on the balcony with the stars out. Whichever is ok."
As the sun was about to rise and people were about to wake Eldan had received his next assignment. Standing over her bed as she slept unseen to the human eye he smirked slightly at her wondering why he was assigned to her she seemed so sweet compared to her. Do to the time of day he vanished and appeared back at home. Fira seeing him there approached with a look of concern. "Why are you here? Have you not been assigned?" Eldan glared at her intensely. " It's 5 am if I go to her now and wake her up she's ether going to scream and call the cops or think that she's still dreaming. Once she wakes up and is able to fully process all I have to tell her I will go to her." Fira nodded gently as if to say she understood then vanished.
She felt amazed, like she possibly had lost her breath and was struggling to come back down to earth. "I guess you just weren't giving me any cues.. any signs.. I was lost. Just thinking about the possibilities and negatives; how my paranoid mind works." She blushed and nuzzled herself into his chest with gentle intention. She loved his scent and she adored the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. "You don't even know what that quick kiss meant to me. I was exploding inside this entire time! Really!"
Candice:: She smiled softly and waved back to him. She took another sip of her beer. She watched as he walked over to her, she could tell he was eyeing the beer though. She smiled at his question and blushed at his accent. She had always been a fan of accents. "Best brew around." She answered then raised her bottle to him before taking another sip from her bottle. "So where are you from?" She asked curiously.
Noah's blue eyes grew bright as he let a small baritone chuckle escape his lips. It wasn't humorous that the girl was lost but rather how she asked others for help. He cleared his throat quietly and finally remembered his state of professionalism. He nodded once as she introduced herself to him but had to stifle another avalanche of laughter escaping his lips because he realized that she was sort of mocking him. "Maybe I'll take you this time instead, Alison," he told her, a hint of playfulness palpable in his voice. He shoved his hands inside of his pockets and walked over to the salad and wrap bar. Once they finally reached it, he nodded towards her and gave her a friendly smirk. "Here you are, Alison. Maybe by tomorrow or the day after you'll know your way around here."
Paul:: He looked at her and chuckled lightly. He shook his head and drank the scotch which he had earlier protested. He grinned lightly. "No." He said. "I said that I like to make all girls smile. especially the troubled ones. It's more rewarding to make them smile." He told her. "I don't like seeing anyone frown, but girls just look sadder than guys when they do." He smiled softly.
She listened to the waves crashing against their feet and legs, absolutely loving the feeling- it was relaxing. She wouldn't have wanted to be there with anybody else but him. He brought her a sense of comfort and a sense of refreshment. "Whatever you'd like to do." She spoke softly and looked down in her lap while it continued to get later and later. The sun was barely out, it would obviously be nighttime soon. She was honestly curious how the 'date' was going. In his mind. If it... if it was even a date at all.
Noah gave the student a subtle nod before offering her a small smile. Oh these college students. Nevertheless, he was glad to help these students find their way around the campus. After watching her leave towards the direction of the photography department, he walked back into the cafeteria. He went to Panda Express before taking a seat with a few of his friends and a few professors whom he was close with. He looked around the cafeteria for a few seconds and spotted the girl return back, looking lost. "Excuse me for a moment," he muttered, looking at the people in his table. The man ran his fingers through his silky hair and walked towards the student. "You got lost that fast?" he asked her, chuckling a bit. "Come," he signaled her as he began to walk. "Let me take you. I'm Professor Connolly for the moment, but call me Noah for now," he informed her.
It was relaxing and beautiful, yes, of course. But she had a busy mind full of thoughts and questions and concerns. She did her very best to wash it away and put on a smile for him. "I don't come here often; but y'know. Whenever I need fresh air and some time away from the stress of city life." She leaned her head against his shoulder and swirled her toes around just as he'd done before. She took a deep breath and rolled her shoulders just to stretch out comfortably. She felt like it had been a busy evening.
Candice:: She bit her lip gently as she ate up for her party. She was pretty well known for them. She had borrowed her friends mini mansion for the occasion. God she loved this house! It was old, charming. It took you back to the nineteenth century with a modern twist. As the hours passed and she finished setting up, guests started to arrive. She squealed softly and turned the music up. She made her way around as the crowd grew. She went to the drinks and grabbed herself a cup full of rather good beer. She sipped from it then looked over at the snacks and spotted a guy who was just standing there.