welcome to hell @insanity
welcome to hell @insanity
Nicolette boredly sat at her table, aimlessly swirling her spoon around in her soup. She shivered, as she was wearing a short-sleeve shirt and the Beauxbatons Chateau, especially the Great Hall, was known to be quite drafty year-round. Her head perked up when she saw Corbence, walking in quite tiredly. "God, you look tired, what'd they make you do, catch Nogtails?" She joked, smiling although she was still shivering as goosebumps rose on her pale arms.
Corbence ruffled his hair and rubbed his eyes, looking at a more clear Nicolette afterwards. "Actually," The boy yawned in between his statement, ". . Yeah." He sighed softly and looked to the ceiling, blinking a few times to clarify his clear vision and to prevent them from becoming foggy with sleep once again.
"Oh," Nicolette replied, stifling a giggle. After an incredibly brief pause, she spoke again. "Ok, am I crazy, or is it really damn cold in here?" She asked aloud, rubbing her arms in a fruitless attempt to generate warmth. "Anyhow, you should really get some sleep," She suggested after her previous statement.
He shrugged. "More less. But that's probably because I'm wearing a sweatshirt," Corbence commented, looking at his long-sleeved top. With a small pause, he looked back up. "Sleep is for the weak, even if I am a moon child. Anyways, since you're cold, want my sweatshirt?" He gestured to his pale blue top, getting a head start and wedging a hand under its fabric, separating it from his original shirt, which was luckily also long-sleeved.
"Oh sure, thanks!" Nicolette replied cheerfully, her face lighting up as she slipped the sweatshirt on over her top. It was huge on her, but incredibly comfortable. She waved the sleeves around, quite entertained by how long they were compared to her usual clothes. After realizing that she had been messing around with the sweatshirt for a solid minute, she snapped back into reality, blushing slightly. "So uh, anything else interesting happen today?" She asked awkwardly, fumbling with her words.
He shrugged, his low shoulders bouncing a bit. "Not really. I mean, in divination class, I predicted that something involving the cold would happen in the future. So, I guess I can tell the future now." The boy played a lighthearted smile, his drowsy demeanor fading considerably.
"Wow, I guess you are," Nicolette said with a small laugh. "Now tell me," She began, a small grin making its way onto her lips, "Is there any way you could possibly predict..." She stood on her tiptoes to give the boy a kiss, "This?"
He chuckled softly. "The tea leaves said it was in the immediate future and far future," Corbence murmured before mutually pressing his lips to hers, a smile creeping onto his face.
Nicolette blinked a few times- She knew she was blushing, but her face had a much more intense burning sensation than it'd ever had before. A soft smile of nothing except sheer joy made its way onto the girl's face, and in an insant, it seemed like the sun was shining a little brighter. "I don't quite know how to respond but I very much enjoyed that," She stated.
"Same," Corbence said, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His face was equally, if not more, red than Nicolette's, rosy warmth rising to his cheeks as his smile grew. Despite how cheesy the kiss was, the boy most definitely enjoyed it- it seemed like a scene from a movie. And not just the kiss. The whole thing, to him, was quite unbelievable, and his luck even more so. But he definitely liked it.