Streets of London
Christina Winters stood in the market blissfully unaware of the man approaching her he was some random street vendor who kept on surrounding her trying to get her to buy his products. "No thank you sir I really don't need that." She was trying to be nice but sometimes people just didn't listen.
It just so happened at that moment Claude 'accidentally' bumped into the man with a fake smile. "Sir I think she told you she didn't want that?" The street gender looked sheepish as he stared at the young man. "Well I-I was just trying to give her a deal..guess people can't appreciate that." He then scurried off to find his next victim
"Those street vendors can be a real pain huh?"She stared Claude down with an analyzing gaze trying to remember where she met him at. "Oh apologies I'm Claude, Claude Constantine." He thought now for sure she would recognize him since he was in a much more noble looking outfit
She couldn't have cared less.
"Claude was it?" She nodded giving him that hint of recognition. "Thank you." After that it just got kind of awkward so Claude tried to keep the conversation going. "How about you and me get a drink or something at one of these bars?" He looked at her with those puppy dog eyes of his trying everything in his power to get one moment with her
Truthfully she wanted to say no but it was a free drink. "Okay that sounds good I guess you can pick." She gave him a small smile and his heart might as well have exploded then as his face started to heat up. He turned away before she could see him though.
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Despite their initial encounters the two were actually hitting it off in a strange way. "So you really don't know who I am?" Claude smirked slightly as he leaned back in his chair tilting his head ever so slightly.
"Am I supposed too?" She retorted back laughing with him obviously she wasn't one of the whole royalty thing choosing to put her energy into her own life. "I mean yeah I thought everybody would know me.."
Christina looked him up and down then with the clearest face ever she spoke. "No I think you've just got a big head." Claude couldn't even retort because he knew she was right. He was extremely self aware. "Oh whatever it drew you in didn't it?"
"No, you offered free drinks that's why I'm here." And she just continued to put him in his place by the end of the conversation a massive blow was made to his self esteem. "Okay then you're really honest it's a valiant trait."
He sipped his bourbon trying to redirect the conversation. "Would you like to dance?" Christina's head perked up at the notion of dancing she loved to dance so she nodded almost immediately. "But do try to keep up."
He chuckled thinking she couldn't be serious he'd had years of dance lessons this would be easy...
No it was not she literally swept the floor with him as they swayed ever so slightly to the background music she had him tripping over his feet and he couldn't believe he was being bested by a mere peasant girl but it made him just fall for her even more than he already was.
"You're amazing." He let out breathily as they walked back to the table she took notice of his breathing and smiled. "Practice does make perfect my friend." Claude raised an eyebrow starting to grow happier. "So I'm a friend now?"
"Hmm I guess you are."
He had to seize that moment then and there. "So would you like to do this some more just you and I dancing?" Claude had never been an anxious sort of person but just being near her was making him doubt his whole being.
Christina thought about it she had nothing to lose she was new to London and needed a genuine human connection. "You know what why not I would love too maybe we can improve on those dancing skills of yours." She was teasing watching as he got embarrassed in her viewpoint it was a funny sight.
"Stop doing this to me Christina.." He uttered out quietly covering his face with one hand as he had his elbow on the table. "What was that?" She asked confused as she heard the muffled sounds.
"Nothing it's nothing just me rambling."
In a matter of a few hours his interests had became ever clearer.
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