Verity (jokeshopgirl) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-12-18 20:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, oliver wood, verity |
Who: Oliver and Verity
When: During the party
Where: Oliver's Garden
What: A talk
Rating: Medium
Status: Complete
The moment she stepped outside, Verity knew she should have put her coat on. A few inches of snow on the ground meant that it was FREEZING, and, as a California-born-and-bred, Verity wasn't used to the cold. She'd spent a lot of her adult life up in the Bay Area, but only San Francisco proper was really foggy/rainy/cold year round. The rest of the bay was actually rather beautiful for most of the year. Then living in Souther California was almost worse, as she couldn't just hop across the Golden Gate to the cold, rainy, foggy downtown. She was getting used to the weather, and it made her soft.
But when Oliver asked her to come talk with him, she couldn't resist. How could she? There was a sadness about her tonight, even though she was absolutely thrilled for his recovery. She knew that he wasn't a one-woman kind of guy, and she knew that he was interested in a load of other girls. There were a couple here tonight to prove it. Verity couldn't let herself fall for him as hard as she knew she was falling. She was dragging her nails along the walls, trying her best not to fall. Though, she knew it was no use.
She walked with him out into the garden, pausing to take a deep breath at how beautiful it looked in the moonlight with the freshly fallen snow on the branches and leaves of his plants.