Who: Will Stutely and Clio What: A DATE When: Tuesday evening Where: Diogenes Club Warnings/Notes: TBA
Clio had opted to meet Stutely at the club, since it meant there was no chance of awkward car-ride silence. She had explained that the front part of the bar was public, and she would wait there for him; only heading into the immortals only section once he had arrived.
The dress Clio wore was short, summery and blue, and she had done her makeup, making an effort to look nice for the first time in - ugh - too long. She had been thinking about Will Stutely since she'd met him on Saturday, all gruff exterior and shy demeanor. The way he flushed red when he felt silly. Gods, but did Clio have a type. Awkward gingers. If she told Jacob, he would laugh. Probably for a very long time, until she swatted him.
She waited at the bar, perched on a stool, and reading a book on her phone rather than taking part in any of the active bar shenanigans going on around her. She had arrived early, as she always did, because having time to read was a luxury.