01-07-2015, 10:43 AM
The little girl he judged Emily to be was certainly replaced with the image of a striking woman. Enzo barely noticed anyone else was there until M. White addressed him specifically.
The sound of his voice was like a rubber band snapped his brain online again. He stepped fully into the room, aware of the blunder he'd made. An unexpected beauty stole focus and Enzo lowered his guard as a result. Such behavior was unacceptable in Manifesto. He'd seen the videos, it would be crawling with incredible women. For some reason they held no attraction for him. Perhaps they held no allure because he knew the shallow depths of their characters, and the memory of Mireille's beauty was indisplaceable.
He accepted the envelope, investigating its contents as he did. M. White's description as homework threatened to disturb the quiet waters of memory: of a family, of helping his boy with numbers, or attempting to anyway.
Sebastian's raucous gonged through the otherwise pleasant atmosphere. The first word from his mouth was an expletive, how classy. Enzo was amused that he was there to witness Sebastian introduce himself to M. White. If only to see how M. White would, or would not, deal with him.
He tucked the envelope beneath one arm and maneuvered around White and Sebastian. "I don't think there is a gown on the planet that would not suit you, Mademoiselle. You are stunning."
Edited by Enzo Dolan, Jan 7 2015, 10:44 AM.
The sound of his voice was like a rubber band snapped his brain online again. He stepped fully into the room, aware of the blunder he'd made. An unexpected beauty stole focus and Enzo lowered his guard as a result. Such behavior was unacceptable in Manifesto. He'd seen the videos, it would be crawling with incredible women. For some reason they held no attraction for him. Perhaps they held no allure because he knew the shallow depths of their characters, and the memory of Mireille's beauty was indisplaceable.
He accepted the envelope, investigating its contents as he did. M. White's description as homework threatened to disturb the quiet waters of memory: of a family, of helping his boy with numbers, or attempting to anyway.
Sebastian's raucous gonged through the otherwise pleasant atmosphere. The first word from his mouth was an expletive, how classy. Enzo was amused that he was there to witness Sebastian introduce himself to M. White. If only to see how M. White would, or would not, deal with him.
He tucked the envelope beneath one arm and maneuvered around White and Sebastian. "I don't think there is a gown on the planet that would not suit you, Mademoiselle. You are stunning."
Edited by Enzo Dolan, Jan 7 2015, 10:44 AM.