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Who: Hayley and Spencer
When: Tuesday evening (backdated to after this)
Where: Hayley's office
What: Old schoolmates catching up and/or mild-mannered interrogation.
The thing was, Spencer liked Hayley. He had been on pretty friendly terms with her when they were in school, simply from spending so much time in the Ravenclaw Common Room, and he thought she was good fun, and generally a nice person. He didn't want to be an unfriendly bastard, and at the very least he wanted to be polite. Nevertheless, he felt that the potential of being a bit of a jerk was looming on the horizon, because Hayley Williams had ruined his evening, and Mikey didn't appreciate his pain. Mikey had gone so far as to laugh at Spencer's complaints, waving him away with an indecently red mouth and his eyes darker than usual, and now Spencer had to go and talk about zombies for a while and not think at all about that noise Mikey had made when Spencer bit just above his collarbone.
He was running late, too, hair rumpled and robes creased, and it probably didn't present the most professional image, especially considering that Hayley had already caught him once today in a cupboard being kissed. Stupid, stupid William, he thought, scowling, and then pulled up short at Hayley's door, running his hands through his hair one last time and sighing.
He knocked on the door, doing his best to appear friendly and ready for counselling or what-have-you, rather than horribly glum and slightly annoyed. To be completely honest to himself, Spencer didn't think he was having a terribly good success rate.
When: Tuesday evening (backdated to after this)
Where: Hayley's office
What: Old schoolmates catching up and/or mild-mannered interrogation.
The thing was, Spencer liked Hayley. He had been on pretty friendly terms with her when they were in school, simply from spending so much time in the Ravenclaw Common Room, and he thought she was good fun, and generally a nice person. He didn't want to be an unfriendly bastard, and at the very least he wanted to be polite. Nevertheless, he felt that the potential of being a bit of a jerk was looming on the horizon, because Hayley Williams had ruined his evening, and Mikey didn't appreciate his pain. Mikey had gone so far as to laugh at Spencer's complaints, waving him away with an indecently red mouth and his eyes darker than usual, and now Spencer had to go and talk about zombies for a while and not think at all about that noise Mikey had made when Spencer bit just above his collarbone.
He was running late, too, hair rumpled and robes creased, and it probably didn't present the most professional image, especially considering that Hayley had already caught him once today in a cupboard being kissed. Stupid, stupid William, he thought, scowling, and then pulled up short at Hayley's door, running his hands through his hair one last time and sighing.
He knocked on the door, doing his best to appear friendly and ready for counselling or what-have-you, rather than horribly glum and slightly annoyed. To be completely honest to himself, Spencer didn't think he was having a terribly good success rate.