Caitlin Carmichael (unsouestunsou) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-07-12 09:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | !challenge, !thread, character: xavier ansari, retired character: caitlin carmichael |
Who: Caitlin Carmichael and Xavier Ansari
What: Meeting a heartthrob
When: Tuesday, July 12th - Afternoon
Where: Outside Witch Weekly
Warnings: Fangirling?
Status: Complete
Caitlin had just finished up a day of work at the bank and figured a nice walk through Diagon Alley and maybe a little shopping would be nice. She hadn't, however, planned for what happened that day. She almost didn't notice him at first, having been glancing down at her bag, making sure the thing was fastened properly, but when she looked up, there he was. Handsome and talented and standing right there in front of Witch Weekly. She stopped in her tracks, staring wide-eyed at the man with a look of shock and awe at what she was seeing. It took almost a full minute for her to contain herself and she glanced around wondering why no one else was practically ready to squeal and pounce on the guy.
No one else seemed to be paying much attention. Maybe he was a doppleganger and not the man she thought he was. No. There was no way. He looked too much like Xavier Ansari to not be him. Though she didn't want to make a fool of herself, she wasn't about to let the opportunity to speak to him go out the window. She'd never forgive herself. So she took the few steps towards the man and cleared her throat in front of him. When he looked up, her words all came out in a ramble.
"Hi, I... I know this is probably really weird. Or maybe not because you probably get this all the time since you're... well, you. But I... well, I hope you're who I think you are otherwise this is all probably completely insane, but are you Xavier Ansari?," she asked. "Because if you are, oh my gosh, I'm a really, really big fan. Well, not a big fan, because I'm really small, but... well, obviously. But... a huge fan!," she said, finally covering her mouth with her hands to keep herself from continuing on without breath. Sucking in a breath through her fingers, she held back a squeal. Pulling them away once she'd composed herself, she let them fall down at her sides. "Hi. Big fan. Can I have your autograph?"