Fabrice Georges Coombs (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ofcatsandfate) wrote2014-06-05 06:43 am
ofcatsandfate) wrote2014-06-05 06:43 am
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Wednesday Night. {For Demetri}
Fabrice actually makes an effort at cleaning his entire house, starting from just before he has to go to work and continuing right after he gets out early, thanks to a a somewhat half-truth about having an 'extremely important affair' to attend to. He uses magic and regular cleaning products both, determined to make his place look even more presentable than it did the last time Demetri came around.
His cats are looking at him as though he's grown an extra head, mewing at him as he trips over himself trying to arrange a basket of wildflowers he'd picked that morning on the kitchen table. He figures the flowers are simple, not overly obvious way of decorating, depending on how casual Demetri wants to keep this. There are candles, too, in the windowsills of his kitchen, glowing with magical flame that smells like orchids and won't spread if knocked to the ground.
When he feels as though the house is up to snuff, he takes time to play with his cats, feed them special treats, and assure they have plenty of food and water, ways of ensuring they don't cause trouble tonight. Only after this is done does he see to getting himself ready.
He dresses himself in an outfit similar to last time, his nicest pair of jeans and a deep green shirt he bought the other day that actually compliments his appearance. He thinks Alodia would be proud, though he still does need help with the rest of his wardrobe.
Once he's satisfied with himself, after about twenty minutes of messing with various looks, Fabrice makes his way to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of wine from his pantry and setting it on the table. He makes his way to the living room, then, to stare longingly out the window.
OOC: Pretend this was posted on Wenesday and not Thursday morning, lol.
His cats are looking at him as though he's grown an extra head, mewing at him as he trips over himself trying to arrange a basket of wildflowers he'd picked that morning on the kitchen table. He figures the flowers are simple, not overly obvious way of decorating, depending on how casual Demetri wants to keep this. There are candles, too, in the windowsills of his kitchen, glowing with magical flame that smells like orchids and won't spread if knocked to the ground.
When he feels as though the house is up to snuff, he takes time to play with his cats, feed them special treats, and assure they have plenty of food and water, ways of ensuring they don't cause trouble tonight. Only after this is done does he see to getting himself ready.
He dresses himself in an outfit similar to last time, his nicest pair of jeans and a deep green shirt he bought the other day that actually compliments his appearance. He thinks Alodia would be proud, though he still does need help with the rest of his wardrobe.
Once he's satisfied with himself, after about twenty minutes of messing with various looks, Fabrice makes his way to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of wine from his pantry and setting it on the table. He makes his way to the living room, then, to stare longingly out the window.
OOC: Pretend this was posted on Wenesday and not Thursday morning, lol.