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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 5, 2016 2:59:07 GMT
Quinn was startled at Charlie's request when he woke up. She'd been daydreaming and was distracted with her desk trinkets. "Oh! Sure thing..." She grabbed his glasses and carefully handed them to him. "Glad you're up. You feelin' alright? You uh.....you passed out in the pizza joint I guess." She blushed. Do I tell him? Does he remember? Well...I remember. So I feel like I shouldn't keep it a secret. That'd be kinda shitty...It's not like I took advantage of him. It was just a kiss, and he kissed me back...
"I mean...if the kiss was that bad, I'm sorry. It...it won't happen again..." She looked at him, trying to read his expression. "Unless you want it to? Oh. Fuck. Sorry. I hope that you remember that. I uh....I kissed you? Last night. I kissed you and you passed out. I don't think Booker or Wally know. So...if you want to just pretend it didn't happen, I get it. I can play along..."
She resumed playing with her trinkets at her desk. "Sorry for ordering you that beer. You didn't have to take it..." He looked lost and a little uncomfortable. "I would have put you to bed in your bunk but I didn't know your passcode so I got Wally to bring you here. I was worried you'd have a concussion or something so I volunteered to stay up and keep an eye on you...Sorry if you're weirded out by it. You can leave, if you want...unless you wanna hang or talk or something." Oh gawd what am I doing?! I'm rambling! Shut up, Quinn!
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 5, 2016 3:21:05 GMT
"Th-thanks, Quinn. I'm f-fine." Charlie froze as he was putting on his glasses when Quinn mentioned the kiss.
It did happen! Oh, God. What do I do? What do I say?
Charlie sat and listened to Quinn as he tried not to pass out again. After a few moments he began to get the feeling that Quinn was just as nervous as he was. He relaxed a little, trying to figure out what to say.
"So th-that kiss really d-did happen. I th-thought it was a d-dream," Charlie chuckled nervously. He felt a blush rise to his face, "So, uh, d-does th-this mean you l-like me? I m-mean you k-kissed m-me and everything, so I j-just... I m-mean I l-liked it... " He trailed off, starting to panic on the inside. He didn't know where to go from here. He was inexperienced, to put it mildly. He had never had a girlfriend before. He wasn't sure how it all worked. "What-What happens n-now?" He gave Quinn a pleading look, trying to ask for assistance in leading to where he wanted things to go. "You're an amazing girl, Quinn. I j-just n-never th-thought you w-would b-be interested in m-me like th-that." He grew increasingly nervous as the he talked.
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 5, 2016 17:52:11 GMT
Quinn could tell Charlie felt nervous as he admitted he did enjoy the kiss. It was adorable. She decided to try and boost his confidence a bit. "Wait, what? You thought I wouldn't like you?! Oh, Charlie..." She let out a light laugh. "I've had a thing for you for a while, now...been trying to drop hints here and there but I guess you missed 'em."
Quinn bit her lip. "I mean...how could I not? You're definitely the smartest guy I've met, which is super attractive in itself, but then on top of that you're really interesting and adorable...and sometimes just plain hot, if I'm being honest." She beamed at him. "You have great style, you're just like really charming and shit. I dunno. It's just...always been there, for me."
She considered his question....what now? Fuck. What now, is right. "Hmm." She shrugged. She'd dated a few guys, but this felt different. This felt a little more..heavy. "Well, Specs...what do you wanna do? You'd go on a date with me, you said? Maybe after this Quidditch match, we could grab some food or something...just us?" She looked at him, with a hopeful expression.
"Right now, we should probably both get ready for the match. But," she stood and walked up to him, "If you liked the kiss, I could give you another, before you leave..."
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 5, 2016 21:41:47 GMT
Charlie blushed. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed Quinn's hints. It was more so he couldn't believe Quinn would like him in that way, so he brushed off the hints as her joking around. The fact that they were genuine made him smile. He wanted to tell her how he thought she was beautiful, and not just physically, but the kind that shines the brightest when she shows her kinder side. That she was smarter than she gave herself credit for. Time was getting cut short, though, and he doubted they had time to wrestle with his stammer. There would be time for more of that later, if they were able to go on a date.
Charlie's brain started to short circuit again as Quinn walked over to him and offered up another kiss. He nodded helplessly before managing to utter, "Uh, y-yes, p-please. A d-date would b-be n-nice, too."
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Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 5, 2016 22:12:18 GMT
Quinn could tell Charlie was thinking, because he always sorta squinted one eye when he was lost in thought. It was adorable. She smiled and hoped he'd share whatever the thoughts were, later. Then, he agreed to another kiss! Quinn's heart raced, much like when she decided to kiss him the day before. He even said please! How adorable! You got it, Specs...
Quinn grinned as she walked up to Charlie, who was still sitting on the bed. She sat on his lap, a leg straddled on either side, and she wrapped her arms over his shoulders. "You asked so nicely.. I didn't wanna disappoint." She smiled as she leaned in and led Charlie through a make-out.
She was pretty sure he wasn't that experienced, but he wasn't bad at it. She loved how nervous he always was. It fueled her attraction to him. Finally, she ended things with one more quick peck and stood up. "Well that was fun. Not half bad, Specs. We should definitely do that again sometime, yeah?"
She grinned at him as he handed him his shoes, in case he needed to go get ready for the match. "I'll do my best to protect you out there today. You'll do great."
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Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 5, 2016 22:41:46 GMT
Charlie was pretty sure he stopped breathing when Quinn straddled his lap.
Don'tpassoutdon'tpassoutdon'tpassout
Then the kissing started. Charlie expected a quick peck on the lips. He should have known Quinn better. He did know Quinn better than that. He should have expected this. Quinn never seemed like she did things half-assed.
Don'tpassoutdon'tpassoutdon'tpassout
Charlie did his best to keep up. He could tell Quinn was trying to lead him through it. Was he really that obviously inexperienced? He tried not to let that get to him. He wanted this to be just as enjoyable for her, so he tried calming down and focusing on following her lead. He could do this.
Don'tpassoutdon'tpassout
Charlie realized after a few moments that his hands were still hovering in the air from when he move them so Quinn wouldn't sit on them. He tentatively rested them on Quinn's legs. Was that where they were suppose to go?
Don'tpassoutdon'tpassout
Quinn broke the kiss. All Charlie could do was stare at her and nod at her question as he caught his breath and let his mind catch up with what happened. As Quinn got up, Charlie fell back onto the bed for a few moments.
Don't. Pass. Out.
Charlie got up and walked to Quinn holding out his shoes for him. As he took the shoes he gave her a quick kiss. "Th-thank you," he paused. I don't think that's something you say after something like that. "I m-mean, good luck." He paused again. I better leave before I say more stupid things. He opened the door and looked over at Quinn one last time before leaving the room.
Out in the hallway, Charlie felt his knees almost give out. He threw out his arm against the wall to support himself. He started to chuckle to himself, looking down at the shoes he didn't put on before leaving. What have I gotten myself in to?
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