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Hook raised his brows at her response, mind wandering to a bit of pot stashed away at the dorm; that, at times, made him feel like he was glowing though, not flying. He watched as she dissected her burger and took a bite, and crossed his legs at the ankle under the table. “Oh yeah?” he asked, a devilish smirk playing at his lips but not fully forming. “And what few things might those be?” Blake inquired, letting his mind wander to what he hoped she might say, and what he might be able to provide.

Chloe twisted the plate so the other half of the burger was closest to him and nodded down at him. Her eyes were always bigger than her stomach and she didn’t stay in shape by eating gigantic portions. She dipped a fry in the ketchup and bit into it. Chlo smirked at his question, shaking her head in amusement. “Well, we’ve established I like parties.” Chloe waved her hand down over her body, showing off her dress again. “And I like midnight feasts and movie marathons.” She gave as bland answers, then leaned forward with her elbows on the table, resting her chin on the palm of her hand. “And, obviously, I love when a hot guy pins me down and fucks me until I can’t think straight.” Just as she said the words though, the waitress came back to check that everything was alright. Chloe could have cringed that this random middle aged woman had just heard it, but instead she grinned sugar sweet and nodded yes, everything was fine.

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“Oh yeah?” Hook commented, cocking a brow and leaning forward on his elbows; he leaned back slightly when the food was delivered, and then resumed his position. “What kind of entertainment does a sparrow like?” he inquired, taking another sip of his coffee. The salty smell of the meal made him wish he’d ordered something to eat as well, but he didn’t have enough cash for it. Normally he’d just skip out on the tab, but he was close to graduating; he had been just one term short of completing university at Elias, and he didn’t want to do anything that could get him into trouble with the school. 

Chloe tilted her head back and hummed in thought, “Flying,” She stated with a dreamy smile, then reached over for the ketchup and squirted some on the side of her plate. She took up her knife and fork and cut the burger in half, then opened one half and pulled out a sad looking tomato and lettuce. She wasnt a fan of them in burgers. She bit into the half and sighed happily, before shrugging to him and thought to give a more serious answer. “This late at night? Only a few things spring to mind.” 

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He knew she was throwing him scraps, but he was a pirate; he was used to taking whatever he could get. “Oh? Dying at this time of night? Must not’ve been a very good party,” he commented, taking a sip of his coffee, before setting it down and running his thumb along the rim of the mug. “Looking for something more fun, or are you winding down for the night as well?” Blake asked, tipping his head to the side.

“It was alright, fun while it lasted.” She shrugged, feeling as though she threw herself under the bus with her first comment. Chloe definitely didn’t want to come across as boring. “I’m always looking for entertainment.” She replied coyly, crossing one leg over the other under the table. Chlo could feel the way she was looking at him changing, from disdain to vague flirtation and she was glad when the waitress stepped up, setting her burger and fries on the table in front of her.

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At her comment and lack of amusement, Blake chuckled and scratched the back of his neck. “Not sure,” he responded, tilting his head and looking down at his coffee. He suddenly regretted inviting her over very much; clearly she hadn’t forgiven him for having eyes on their first date. Still he had, and she’d obliged, and now she was sat in front of him doing to her straw what he’d wished she’d do to him. Blake fixed his gaze on her eyes as he brought his mug to his lips.

There was a very clear moment of awkwardness shared between them, but Chloe didn’t really feel like she ought to be the one suffering over it so she let it hang there as she took a long drink through her straw. He was watching her intently and she felt powerful again, so when she sat back she decided to put him out of his misery. “My brother’s friend threw a party but it was dying and fast. I had to get outta there.”

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Blake smiled as she agreed to sit with him, and watched as her jacket fell off her perfectly soft shoulders. Their last date hadn’t gone so well, and deep down he knew it was his own fault. He wondered what she was thinking; her question threw him off for a second, and he frowned. “What hap–oh!” realization sprung across his face and he chuckled down at his coffee. “I er, made a pass at a girl who wasn’t there on her own. Simple misunderstanding, really.” He explained, leaving out the few minor remarks to the man which led to the scuffle.

Chloe raised her brows, though the rest of her face remained unamused at the explanation. “Why am I not surprised.” She let the hypothetical question hang in the air between them as she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the straw. There was a small part of her that had hoped he might have changed, or at least be apologetic, but hitting on someone that was spoken for? That sounded exactly like the guy that hit on other girls while on a date of his own. 

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Blake scowled at her comment. Bitch, he thought to himself, before cracking a smirk. He liked it. His eyes trailed down to her legs as she crossed them, and he ran his tongue along his bottom lip before looking up to the back of her head. “Want to share a booth?” He asked, running his thumb along the rim of his coffee mug. “Take two?” Blake suggested, tilting his head and raising a brow.

Chloe held her gaze towards the waitress drawing her drink and setting the glass on the counter in front of her. She frowned slightly at the question, but thankfully he couldn’t see it. There wasn’t much incentive for her to join him, but in a way it sort of felt like payback, so she slipped off the stool onto her heels and carried her coke over to his table. “Sure.” Chlo sat down opposite him and shimmied off her jacket, letting it pool on the chair then rested her hands on the table. “So what happened?”

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Blake’s raised brows dropped as he spotted who had just entered and he turned his attention down to his hands on the table. His knuckles looked like they were bruising slightly. Of course, he wasn’t going to back out of a fight when a guy had punched him; he ran a calloused fingertip over the bruises, sighing a moment before the waitress returned with his coffee. As he brought it to his lips, his gazed turned up to the blonde who spoke at him. “Should see the other guy,” he retorted, taking a sip and setting his cup down. “Here with anyone?” He asked, tilting his head.

“Maybe I should. He might be better company.” She quipped at him, then turned to the waitress again. “And can I get a diet coke as well?” Chloe asked, pulling a straw from the dispenser and twirling it in her hands in anticipation. “No. There was no one worth hooking up with.” Chloe said casually, sitting back on one of the tall stools at the counter and crossed one leg over the other. That might have been for his benefit, in a look how hot I am move. 

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Blake sat back in the corner cafe and stretched a leg out under the table, before yawning and rubbing at his eye. He hissed in pain and stopped rubbing, remembering just a moment too late that it was the eye that had just met a new fist. How was he supposed to know that the girl he’d hit on was taken? Or that the guy she was with would be so offended by ‘feck off, will ye?’ He wondered for a moment how many black eyes someone could get before it seriously messed with their vision, and this made him think about home. One-Eyed Earl back on the Roger had told him once that his eye had been hit so many times that it was just a pulp behind his lids before he got it removed. Wasn’t sure if he believed that, but who knew? The waitress came over with his coffee, and Blake nodded in thanks. He was supposed to be working on an essay for History, but couldn’t be arsed. Blake had been so good at school lately, that they stopped paying so much attention to him; he wondered if now would be a good time to attempt another escape. As he sipped his coffee and thought on it, the bell over the cafe door jingled, and he glanced up to see who it was.

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Chloe wiped away the hair on her forehead and pulled her faux fur jacket closer around herself. It was cold and she’d just come from a house party, so the dress underneath was suitably skimpy. It was one of Seb’s friend’s parties, and it was fun but there was no one worth getting off with, and she’d eventually decided the rest of the party would just be a waste of her time and she’d much rather eat her weight in fries than watch a party reach it’s dying stages. She went into the first open cafe she saw and glanced up when a bell went above her, smiling to herself before heading in more and letting the door close behind her. Chloe went up to the counter and grinned at the woman behind it. “Can I get a cheeseburger and fries?” She asked, and as she went to sit spotted Blake sitting at one of the tables. Her smile immediately dropped. Chloe had done her best to avoid him since their disaster of a date, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the sight of him. “Ouch.” She commented blandly at the black eye he sported.

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Rose was surprised with how Chloe was responding to this all, but after all, it wasn’t like her friend knew the whole story. Maybe she’d tell her one day. “Thank you,” she smiled, feeling a calm wash over her, and adjusted her bag. “You too,” Rose laughed at Chlo’s wink. The blonde started to turn away, but then spun back around. “Chlo, would you mind…covering for me, if I’m not back in time tonight?” 

Chloe grinned, feeling extra pleased with herself and the gratitude. She thought she was being a fabulous friend, and there was only a tinge of smugness about being let in on the secret. “I will. And I’ll give you all the details tomorrow.” She promised, then nodded eagerly. “Of course! Don’t worry about it, take your time.” 

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Rose pulled a slight grimace, glancing to the side again, palms starting to feel slightly clammy. “Well, not exactly,” she rocked back and forth on the balls and heels of her feet. “He lives in town. And…well,” Rose swallowed, feeling like she was trying to keep cotton balls down her throat. “I’m not really supposed to see him, but if I don’t go now, my mum may catch on and end up doing something stupid like last time.” She explained quickly, pressing her lips together.

Chloe raised her brows at the response, and also the way Rose was looking around as if they were making a drug deal in broad daylight in front of a police station. “Oh! Long distice, very adult of you.” She commented quickly, before finally cottoning on. “Ohhh. Oh my gosh, go! Get out of here! Have fun.” She wiggled her head slightly, giving a dramatic wink.

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Rose opened her mouth to answer, glancing off to the side before biting her bottom lip. First rule of friendship is honesty. “I’d like to come, but I’ve kind of already made plans,” she started, running her tongue along where she bit, before looking back at Chloe. “Remember when I told you I had a boyfriend?” She asked, raising her brows and taking a quick look around them. She didn’t know if this was the best place to do this, especially with Chloe standing there in a towel, but if she didn’t, she might not have the courage to do it later.

“Oh, okay. Maybe another day then?” She suggested, still wanting to spend some time with Rose. She’d been so grateful to find someone that she got on with so well at this school. “Ooh, yes! Is he on the trip with us?” She stopped and looked at her excited. Details on the elusive boyfriend had been sparse so far, but from what she gathered what she knew already was more than what most people knew. 

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Rose giggled at her joke, crossing her arms. “Oh that’s good to know, I was about to head out in this and make a fool of myself,” she returned, and then nodded at her real explanation. “Oh nice! That sounds awesome.” Rose replied, making a note to check out the spa herself. “Where are you going tonight?” She asked, genuinely curious. She and John usually did dinner somewhere and then wandered around the city when they went out, not fluent in where the hottest clubs were.

“Well thank god you found me first!” She giggled, looking sideways at Rose and tucking her chin to her shoulder cheekily. “I’m not sure yet, maybe a bar or a club? Somewhere nice. I was going to ask one of the French students for a recommendation. You want to come with?” She asked, “We could make a whole day of it!” Chloe enthused, it would all be so much better with a friend. 

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Rose couldn’t believe her luck; one day it felt like the world was out to stomp on her and John’s love, and the next thing she knew, her school was unwittingly bringing them back together. Not only that, they had put all the students up in a beautiful inn that she and John had strolled past a hundred times and dreamed about staying in. Almost as soon as they arrived and were allowed to explore, she snuck out to surprise him; when she made her way down the hall, heart pounding so loud she thought it’d pop right out of her chest, she spotted Chloe sporting a towel round herself, and she followed, catching up with a quick, “hello!” so as not to startle her friend. “Where are you headed?” She asked, both interested and anxious to go.

“Hey Rosie!” She turned and walked backwards a few steps to watch her friend catch up. “The Lourve.” She deadpanned, running her hand down the towel. “This dress is all the rage these days.” Chloe joked, pausing when her foot came out of the slipper. She tucked it back on, turned and went on frontwards. “There’s a spa! I used some of my savings, it sounds amazing down there. I’m going to get a massage, a mani pedi and a facial. And then I’m gonna get myself pretty and go out tonight because I’m lonely and need attention.”

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“Ooh, I’m sure he did; if he didn’t, you don’t want someone that dense anyway. You’ve got to keep me posted on that,” she giggled, and then glanced over at the crotchety woman she’d seen earlier. “Yeah, I noticed that. Needs to mind her own business, is what it is.” Rose offered a scowl in the lady’s direction, hating her more with each passing moment. 

Chloe chuckled and gave a nod, “You’re totally right. And don’t worry, I’m going to come to you the second he calls.” She flashed a toothy grin, glancing back at the guy she’d met who’d gone up to the Santa. “I’m just gonna be super nice to her and her kids, and hope she feels horrendous over it.” Kill her with kindness, it was her preferred way to deal with people.

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Paris was divine. It was all Chloe could think about, how beautiful it was here, even the people! She heard someone saying something bad about it, but she always saw the best in everything, and what she saw was the Paris from the movies. Romantic and meant for lovers. Unfortunately she was alone, but she didn’t mind too much. She’d found a way to entertain herself - a spa day in the hotel. She was using savings from her job, but classified it as a Christmas gift to herself and that made it vaguely okay to spend the money. She wrapped the towel around her chest and rolled the top to keep it in place, and padded in slippered feet down the corridor towards the spa, phone and bottle of water in hand. 

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Rose helped guide people up to Santa, continuously glancing over to see how Chloe was making out. She was so impressed with how bold her friend was, and couldn’t help grinning proudly until some woman in line began tutting rudely. Rose glared at the woman but smoothed her frown when the lady glanced her way. She didn’t want to be fake nice to her, but she also wasn’t keen on losing her job; something about wanting to stick to it the whole way through the season to prove that she didn’t need her mother to support her. Liddell raised her brows when Chloe took the guys phone, and giggled to herself before handing out a couple candy canes. “How’d it go?” She asked when her friend returned, digging her elbow gently into Chlo’s side.

Chloe was so grateful that Rose had covered her while she went off on her manhunt. “Well I think! He’s got my number, and a picture of me, so here’s hoping... I think I made it clear I was interested. Do you think he understood?” She questioned in one long flurried sentence. “That woman over there properly thinks I’m a whore. You might need to deal with her kids.” She raised her eyebrows knowingly. 

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Blake shrugged,shaking his head and leaning an arm over the back of the booth and relaxing a bit. “My uncle taught me to read and write, do sums, that sort of thing. But the rest I sort of picked up over time,” he explained, flicking his nose with his thumb. He figured he’d leave the bit about ‘time’ being a few hundred years for another date, if this one went well. “Sweet,” Blake nodded, lips pulled down in an impressed expression. “I’ve got to get out of these dorms. RA told me I wasn’t allowed to have a barrel of rum delivered to my own room, what kind of bullshit is that?” He shook his head, small frown furrowing his brow. The waiter returned to bring waters and to take their orders.

Chloe rested her chin in her hand, nodding with a small smile. “That’s sweet. That he taught you, I mean.” She wondered where he was from that he didn’t go to a proper school, but there was a sort of mystery in not knowing. He could be from anywhere, in any magical story, and if it turned out that he was just raised in some shithole in London, she’d be endlessly disappointed. “You tried to get a barrel of rum delivered?” She giggled, shaking her head at him. “You’re terrible, how did you think they’d allow that? You’ve got to sneak that kind of thing.” She gave a cheeky smirk, then looked up to the waiter. “Hiya,” She beamed at him. “Can we get the mozzarella sticks, and then I’d like the...  Orecchiette Salsciccia e Broccoli..?” She pointed at it on the menu, as her broken Italian probably meant nothing to him.