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Calvin Evercreech (evercreep) wrote in gooseberry,

Calvin (& Cole & Others?)
Calvin doesn't pull away when Cole periodically bumps shoulders with him. He's on edge, but he desperately doesn't want to show it. The other sophomores are frustratingly brave, or so Calvin is convinced. Everyone here probably belongs in Gryffindor. Yes, all of you.* Can they tell Calvin's afraid? Probably.

It's pretty out here, though, with the snow and all the naked trees. It reminds him a little of one of his father's paintings hanging in the hall of their home. Except that one is during the daytime, and lacks the ~*spooky*~ atmosphere Micah has so enthusiastically designed. Calvin thinks he sees the hint of a genuine film maker in him when he's like this. Surrounded by happy friends, Calvin lets his guard down. Just a little.

Except when Cole speaks, Calvin still jerks, startled. "O-oh," he says quickly, covering his own nerves. "We might. After all, we already know there's something out here." A pause. "Are you nervous at all?"

* Except for Pippa who is basically the second coming of Helga Hufflepuff.