RubyRose
Ace Character - Final 4
Damon's hair had dried and become it's usually curly self throughout the school day. It had him constantly running his fingers through it to try and get the curls to behave but he really had no luck. Planning on heading to the dorms so that he could pull his hair away from his eyes, Damon checked out the books he had been planning on reading. The flyer for the dance fell out of the science text book when Damon shuffled things around in his bag, causing Damon to think about it as he stuffed everything back into his backpack.
Maybe he would go, after all. If not to dance then to at least observe some of his classmates- you could learn a lot about people just by watching them. And maybe they would play a good song at some point which would make the night worthwhile. Accepting this as his plan for the night Damon headed quickly back to his dorm, giving his father a phone call while he picked something 'dressy' to wear. The walk back to the dorm had him soaked once more but Damon didn't mind. He closed his eyes as he walked (opening them every now and then to make sure he wasn't out in the middle of the street) and listened to the rain fall around him, as well as the other sounds of life.
It was strangely painful as much as it was comforting to hear his father's voice over the phone. Chiko came prancing over to Damon, meowing and looking up at him as if to say 'where the heck have you been?'
"Sorry Chiko." Damon said after hanging up the phone. "But I'll be leaving you again soon. Apparently there's a dance tonight. I'd bring you with but you really haven't become a people person just yet and I'd hate for you to injure one of my classmates." Damon said, scratching the cat behind the ears and grinning when he purred. "I shouldn't be gone too long, however." Damon added before changing out of his damp clothing and into black slacks, a white dress shirt, and a pale blue scarf. He checked his reflection in a mirror that hung on his wall, running his fingers through his unruly, and once again wet hair. Knowing that the only way to make it cooperate was to get it cut off, Damon accepted that there was nothing he could do to make it look 'nicer' and left it at that.
Patting Chiko goodbye Damon was once again leaving the dorms, though he stayed in the lobby instead of heading back into the rain storm. Damon had heard it was a bad sign to be one of the first at the dance... he didn't remember why but he decided he might as well wait a bit in the lobby and see if anyone else will be heading to the dance as well- maybe he could just group up with them.
Maybe he would go, after all. If not to dance then to at least observe some of his classmates- you could learn a lot about people just by watching them. And maybe they would play a good song at some point which would make the night worthwhile. Accepting this as his plan for the night Damon headed quickly back to his dorm, giving his father a phone call while he picked something 'dressy' to wear. The walk back to the dorm had him soaked once more but Damon didn't mind. He closed his eyes as he walked (opening them every now and then to make sure he wasn't out in the middle of the street) and listened to the rain fall around him, as well as the other sounds of life.
It was strangely painful as much as it was comforting to hear his father's voice over the phone. Chiko came prancing over to Damon, meowing and looking up at him as if to say 'where the heck have you been?'
"Sorry Chiko." Damon said after hanging up the phone. "But I'll be leaving you again soon. Apparently there's a dance tonight. I'd bring you with but you really haven't become a people person just yet and I'd hate for you to injure one of my classmates." Damon said, scratching the cat behind the ears and grinning when he purred. "I shouldn't be gone too long, however." Damon added before changing out of his damp clothing and into black slacks, a white dress shirt, and a pale blue scarf. He checked his reflection in a mirror that hung on his wall, running his fingers through his unruly, and once again wet hair. Knowing that the only way to make it cooperate was to get it cut off, Damon accepted that there was nothing he could do to make it look 'nicer' and left it at that.
Patting Chiko goodbye Damon was once again leaving the dorms, though he stayed in the lobby instead of heading back into the rain storm. Damon had heard it was a bad sign to be one of the first at the dance... he didn't remember why but he decided he might as well wait a bit in the lobby and see if anyone else will be heading to the dance as well- maybe he could just group up with them.