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Something about Meara's reaction when he'd ask her to go with him made his heart flutter.
Especially when she hugged him.
He returned her smile, and watched as she left.
And as he returned home, that same smile was plastered on his face.
Of course, as soon as Lavender figured out what had happened that night, she never stopped bugging him about it. And so, as they walked toward the square, Lavender said, "So, where are you meeting her? Gonna go have a good time? You gonna kiss her, maybe?"
Coriander blushed at that question, but cleared his throat.
"We... we shall see about it."
Oh god, he shouldn't have said that. Lavender giggled.
"Well, I'll be, at the plaza, preparing things. Have fun with your date, Cori," she finished, smirking at that last line, before splitting with Coriander.
Coriander watched her leave, before heading off toward the garden.
"Good morning, Meara, I hope you weren't waiting long," he said, smiling, as he reached her location.
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Cool, she didn't have any plans. That was good...
Actually, that was a good question. Why did he ask her? It had popped up in his head and he acted on instinct, but now that he stood there, with her staring at him, his momentum dampened, and he hesitated.
"Uh... well..."
Come on, man, you can speak better than this.
"Actually, Lavender is going to enter the contest, and I wanted to let you know."
No, come on, don't leave it at that, man. That's super awkward. Say something else...
"...and also, uh... I was wondering if you wanted to go... together...?"
Nailed it.
Actually, that was a good question. Why did he ask her? It had popped up in his head and he acted on instinct, but now that he stood there, with her staring at him, his momentum dampened, and he hesitated.
"Uh... well..."
Come on, man, you can speak better than this.
"Actually, Lavender is going to enter the contest, and I wanted to let you know."
No, come on, don't leave it at that, man. That's super awkward. Say something else...
"...and also, uh... I was wondering if you wanted to go... together...?"
Nailed it.
The water felt cool around COriander's feet, and he closed his eyes, enjoying the refreshing sensation. He almost forgot there were other people around him until Meara pushed him lightly. Coriander shifted, stepping forward a bit to avoid falling in. He turned and met Meara's smiling face, and smiled back. She turned to leave, and that's when something popped into his head.
"Meara, please wait up for a second!"
He then turned to V... Virtus. That was it. He turned to Virtus, gave him a grin.
"She's right, you should acquaint yourself with more people. I am sure that people would enjoy your company.
He then ran to catch up to Meara.
"Say, dear Meara, what are your plans for the Cooking Festival?"
"Meara, please wait up for a second!"
He then turned to V... Virtus. That was it. He turned to Virtus, gave him a grin.
"She's right, you should acquaint yourself with more people. I am sure that people would enjoy your company.
He then ran to catch up to Meara.
"Say, dear Meara, what are your plans for the Cooking Festival?"
"It goes as about as well as one should hope for, I suppose." Coriander replied.
Shame, he was just about to get to the good part of the song.
Coriander walked to the water's edge, breathing in the air by the lake. Then, he took off his shoes, his socks, and then began to wade into the shallows.
"A wonderful morn makes it's way for a graceful moon. Wouldn't you agree?" he said, to no one in particular. "I wonder if such days can continue."
Very philosophical, my friend. Very philosophical, indeed.
Shame, he was just about to get to the good part of the song.
Coriander walked to the water's edge, breathing in the air by the lake. Then, he took off his shoes, his socks, and then began to wade into the shallows.
"A wonderful morn makes it's way for a graceful moon. Wouldn't you agree?" he said, to no one in particular. "I wonder if such days can continue."
Very philosophical, my friend. Very philosophical, indeed.
I can see it fine, don't worry.
Yeah, the site gets iffy sometimes. I actually forgot I changed my avatar two days ago because it just showed up for me today.
Yeah, the site gets iffy sometimes. I actually forgot I changed my avatar two days ago because it just showed up for me today.
The evening rush was just about over. Most of the townsfolk had already bathed, and the there were only a few patrons left for the day. So, Coriander left the bath house, leaving Lavender to her shift. She'd only been working around the bath for a few months, but she was already familiar with how things worked. He trusted that she could handle the late shift. She hadn't failed him yet.
And so, Coriander went for his nightly wandering around town and its outskirts. It was his time to simply breathe in the fresh air and view the sights of the town. Even though he walked this rough route dozens of hundreds of times already, he never tired of it. After all, things changed, even if little by little.
A seldom walked deviation of his route brought him by the lake. He paused, as he did often during his walks, and stared out to the water's surface. He also noticed that Meara and... V... uh... Virgil? No... uh...
Well... it would come back to him, eventually.
He saw them standing by the lakeside.
He approached the two with a slight smile on his face.
He began to whistle a tune, as he often did.
And so, Coriander went for his nightly wandering around town and its outskirts. It was his time to simply breathe in the fresh air and view the sights of the town. Even though he walked this rough route dozens of hundreds of times already, he never tired of it. After all, things changed, even if little by little.
A seldom walked deviation of his route brought him by the lake. He paused, as he did often during his walks, and stared out to the water's surface. He also noticed that Meara and... V... uh... Virgil? No... uh...
Well... it would come back to him, eventually.
He saw them standing by the lakeside.
He approached the two with a slight smile on his face.
He began to whistle a tune, as he often did.
Lav knows what's up.
"I have returned, my dear sister!" Coriander exclaimed, as he opened the door to the house. "And I've procured the bread!"
He laid the bag of bread on the front desk, then stuffed the croissant into his mouth before going upstairs into the living quarters.
"You sure took longer than necessary," Lavender huffed, standing just inside the kitchen. He handed the loaf of bread to his sister before heading into the kitchen as well.
"Well, you see, I encountered Meara, and we had a conversation."
"Meara?" Lavender asked, before put a finger to her cheek in thought. "She's running the jewellery shop now, right?"
"Yes, indeed. I bumped into her, quite literally, on the way to the bakery."
"Well, so, whatcha guys talk about?"
"Oh, just... things," Coriander replied, digging into the fridge and taking out some apple juice. He took a sip when...
"So when are you gonna ask her out?"
Well, now there's apple juice on the floor. Thanks.
"*cough* Wh-Where... where did tha*cough*... Why would you ask that?!" Coriander exclaimed, coughing and sputtering as Lavender burst out laughing.
"Whatever," Coriander continued, "I'm going downstairs and opening up the shop. You, dear, sister, will clean this up," Coriander said, pointing to the puddle on the floor.
"S-S-S-Sure, I will, I will." Lavender replied between her laughter.
He laid the bag of bread on the front desk, then stuffed the croissant into his mouth before going upstairs into the living quarters.
"You sure took longer than necessary," Lavender huffed, standing just inside the kitchen. He handed the loaf of bread to his sister before heading into the kitchen as well.
"Well, you see, I encountered Meara, and we had a conversation."
"Meara?" Lavender asked, before put a finger to her cheek in thought. "She's running the jewellery shop now, right?"
"Yes, indeed. I bumped into her, quite literally, on the way to the bakery."
"Well, so, whatcha guys talk about?"
"Oh, just... things," Coriander replied, digging into the fridge and taking out some apple juice. He took a sip when...
"So when are you gonna ask her out?"
Well, now there's apple juice on the floor. Thanks.
"*cough* Wh-Where... where did tha*cough*... Why would you ask that?!" Coriander exclaimed, coughing and sputtering as Lavender burst out laughing.
"Whatever," Coriander continued, "I'm going downstairs and opening up the shop. You, dear, sister, will clean this up," Coriander said, pointing to the puddle on the floor.
"S-S-S-Sure, I will, I will." Lavender replied between her laughter.
Coriander picked out a small croissant for himself, and then bought the loaf of whole wheat bread that Lavender wanted. Handing the coins over, he turned around just in time to see Meara taking a bite out of the cookie.
Dang, that really is cute.
She asked him about his choices of bread.
"Well," he started, holding up the bag of whole wheat, "this is what Lavender utilizes to make sandwiches and other associated meals, but I myself prefer things like this." He held up the croissant.
He was then asked about his name. He tilted his head at her, quizzically.
"Um..." he muttered, before clearing his throat. "Yeah... calling me Cori is perfectly fine, if you would like."
Truth be told, only Lavender had called him Cori up until today. It would take some getting used to.
He decided to disregard her other comment about his name, because he didn't even know what to say, and he didn't want to make it awkward.
"Anyway, I must be off soon, my dear sister is waiting for me to bring this back," he stated, "If you have time today, you should come visit. I acquired a shipment of new salts for the bath, I think it will be quite a hit."
He headed to the door, before turning back towards Meara.
"I bid thee farewell!" he said, bowing towards her, before heading out of the bakery.
Dang, that really is cute.
She asked him about his choices of bread.
"Well," he started, holding up the bag of whole wheat, "this is what Lavender utilizes to make sandwiches and other associated meals, but I myself prefer things like this." He held up the croissant.
He was then asked about his name. He tilted his head at her, quizzically.
"Um..." he muttered, before clearing his throat. "Yeah... calling me Cori is perfectly fine, if you would like."
Truth be told, only Lavender had called him Cori up until today. It would take some getting used to.
He decided to disregard her other comment about his name, because he didn't even know what to say, and he didn't want to make it awkward.
"Anyway, I must be off soon, my dear sister is waiting for me to bring this back," he stated, "If you have time today, you should come visit. I acquired a shipment of new salts for the bath, I think it will be quite a hit."
He headed to the door, before turning back towards Meara.
"I bid thee farewell!" he said, bowing towards her, before heading out of the bakery.
When Meara linked her arm with his, he began to blush. As she pulled him along towards the bakery, he desperately tried to think of something to say, but all he could manage to do was to nod and follow her conversation as best he could.
Eventually they stopped just inside the bakery, and Coriander had just enough of a mind to regain his composure. He cleared his throat.
"I am also a fan of baked sweets, of course! I enjoy salty things as well, but I imagine that the sea is way too much, yes?" he inquired, smiling widely at her.
"As for me, though, I need to pick up some bread for the family meals. We generally don't buy cakes and cookies that often, and, well, my dear sister would yell at me if I did so," he finished, laughing sheepishly.
He waltzed over to the breads, perusing the breads. He then turned back to Meara.
"Say, cakes and cookies notwithstanding, what kind of bread do you like?"
Eventually they stopped just inside the bakery, and Coriander had just enough of a mind to regain his composure. He cleared his throat.
"I am also a fan of baked sweets, of course! I enjoy salty things as well, but I imagine that the sea is way too much, yes?" he inquired, smiling widely at her.
"As for me, though, I need to pick up some bread for the family meals. We generally don't buy cakes and cookies that often, and, well, my dear sister would yell at me if I did so," he finished, laughing sheepishly.
He waltzed over to the breads, perusing the breads. He then turned back to Meara.
"Say, cakes and cookies notwithstanding, what kind of bread do you like?"
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