InsaneJournal

WHO: Koen Boulstridge and Mary Little
WHAT: A professor asks a dancer for a moment of her time
WHEN: Now
RATING: Probably low. Koen is a gentleman.
STATUS: Incomplete



Koen was...nervous. Over the past few months, he'd built himself a comfortable niche at the carnival; his "students" tended to come and go as they pleased, with the exception of Tobias, but he didn't much mind. He'd made several friends, and had found that it was...simple. It was simple to be happy here in this place, with these people, most of whom were good and all of whom were interesting...it was easy to forget the betrayal of his now ex-wife, and their loss, and his inability to have a child.

Tonight, however, as he donned his best suit and carefully combed out his hair, he was nervous. He hadn't done this sort of thing in twenty years! Over that, really. He'd been with his wife for that long in marriage, but he'd dated her beforehand...but there was a person here, an extraordinary little woman, and he could not hide from himself that the feelings he was beginning to have for her surpassed the friendship that they'd developed. She was clever, and funny, and brilliant in the kitchen...and he quite admired her, for all that she had accomplished, and could accomplish still. She had a spirit of tenacity about her, and though she was small in size, she was large in heart.

He strode across the collection of trailers to one he was very familiar with, now; he'd made reservations weeks ago, when he'd decided in his mind that he was going to do this, at Gramercy Tavern. It was quite a fine place, and he'd gotten lucky in that they'd had a cancellation right before he'd called; otherwise, he'd been told, he wouldn't have been able to get a seat at all, not in the dining room. He thanked the hostess that had assisted him profusely...

He was here. Flowers in one hand, he lifted the other and knocked on the door.

"Miss Mary?" He cleared his throat. "Miss Mary, are you home?"