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bound_alvaro ([info]bound_alvaro) wrote in [info]bound_rp,
@ 2014-12-05 20:09:00

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Entry tags:alvaro hernandez-abrams, in progress, isabelle parker, private

Quality Time
Date: December 5th, 2014
Time: 8:00pm
Location: Abrams Family Lighthouse
Characters: Alvaro Hernandez-Abrams, Isabelle Parker
Description: Date night...
Status: Private, in progress.



His nerves had been at an all time high. It had been so long, since Isabelle had come down to the lighthouse. The lighthouse was an Abram's family staple since the late 1800s. The Abrams family were Cresent Cove's main source of seafood produce and as they entered the early 1900s, they served as the socialites of the town. To say he'd grown up in the hype, too well was an understatement. Alvaro had informed his mother the lighthouse would be off limits. In it's current state, it served as the families shore side home. Over looking the water, it was his favorite view. Nothing Isabelle hadn't seen before, until the renovations had been done. It was to serve as Alvaro's private apartment, when he originally returned home from Mexico.

His mother, took her time creating an atmosphere, covering the first level, the living room and foyer, with family pictures. It was warming, inviting, the opposite of Alvaro's nature toward most people that approached him or engaged him in conversation. The second level was another living room, much smaller, but met with the dining room and kitchen. The upper most portion was his bedroom. Isabelle knew the residence well and would know to follow the path of magnolia petals from the stone ridden walk way to the front door. He left it unlocked. The floral path would continue up the stairs to where dinner had been prepared.

The son of a pastry chef, it was no secret Alvaro could cook. He'd prepared a seven course meal, all with her favorites. He was extravagant, his displays of affection were extravagant, she should have expected nothing less...



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[info]bound_alvaro
2014-12-10 07:31 am UTC (link)
His ears perked up and the moment was instantly replayed in his mind. Did she just agree to stay? Now he was wondering if his room looked appropriate. If he had cleaned the extra comforter so he could sleep on the couch. Stopping, he went back to their meal and nodded his head. "Ok, then let's move on to the second course." Grinning, he leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead once more. Getting up, he collected their plates and ran off into the kitchen. There was a lot of noise, him rushing to get everything set up.

When he exited the kitchen, he had two plates with him. Setting them down, he sat beside her. "Here we have a mexican mac and cheese, fried into 5 little hand breaded dumplings. Paired with a lemon garlic chicken strip, curled around a mini true corn on the cob."

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