yoga_werewolf (yoga_werewolf) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-06-19 16:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | fenrir, heather |
Thanksgiving day
Who: Fenrir and Heather (And Karishma)
Where: Heather's apartment
When: Thanksgiving
What: A feast of sorts.
Fenrir was, surprisingly, nervous. He had never been to a Thanksgiving dinner. In fact, he hardly knew what one was. He did know it involved Turkey (he had gone hunting for the school yesterday. Luckily wild turkey's were becoming a problem in the Boston area, so he had no trouble finding plenty) and that it was a celebration of sorts. But he didn't know what do at all.
He had asked a few people, mostly with little help (his reputation preceded him) but he had eventually learned that he should dress up, and bring something. He didn't know how to cook at all, so in going out to buy some nice Clothes he had also purchased an apple pie.
He felt very constricted in the dress shirt and suit coat he had purchased. The woman who had helped him decipher the maddening system of numbers involved in purchasing dress clothes had tried to get him into a tie as well, and he had amazingly not bit her head off. Though she did look very startled when he growled at her. But he wanted to be presentable and so he would suffer through it. He cocked his head to let out a soft pop, before he knocked on the door.