harry found out she's seventeen. with him being twenty, it's quite illegal should anything happen.
funnily enough, harry doesn't seem to care because finally knows her name.
ciel.
four letters to make up a beautiful, unique name.
luckily, harry had managed to get ciel's number (how he did that, he will never comprehend), so now they meet up for coffee every monday after harry gets off work and ciel gets off school. it's weird how after two very brief conversations, they seem to just click. harry learned everything about her.
her full name is ciel may jensen.
her favorite color is yellow. her favorite song is luck by american authors. her favorite scent is eucalyptus.
her best friend's name is joanne ("not me?" harry pouts jokingly, taking a sip of his coffee). she doesn't have any pets, but she used to have a beagle, pepper. her least favorite school subject is phys ed ("my physical health is none of their concern," ciel says, biting into her scone. "they should just stick to teaching.").
she's right handed, she likes alternative music, the occasional pop. she hates when people don't hold the door open for others ("it's completely rude, i want to smack every single person who doesn't hold open the door right in the head."), and when frames aren't straight on the wall.
she has one aunt and one uncle, and no nieces or nephews.
harry now knew her, pretty much inside and out.
and she's still here. and she's definitely still beautiful.
see-elle
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little miss sunshine » harry au
Fanfictionain't no sunshine when she's gone, ain't no sun when she's away, ain't no sunshine when she's gone, cause she's always gone too long, any time she goes away. (thanks to @meIodies for letting me adopt this idea ily xx)