#c:louisa

[dominic-c]

Exam season was just around the corner, and Dominic, like every other student in New York, was scrambling to get their notes in order. However, his was nowhere close. With blueprints, laptop, notes and snacks hastily shoved into his bag, Dominic made his way to the library in search of a quiet corner to cram. But as his usual seat was occupied, he decided to go to head upstairs to an area he used to frequent more often.The top floor of the library was quiet though nearly all the seats were occupied. But out of the corner of his eye, he spotted one empty seat across from a hooded figure. Quickly, and before anyone else had the chance to take it, he made his way over and stopped by the person. “Hey, you mind if I crash here? I promise not to tap my foot or pen or anything obnoxious like that,” he said, flashing his most charming smile in the hopes of winning over the seat. “I’ll even share half my muffin.”

@louisawilson​

[dominic-c]

With a fresh coffee in one hand and a Cherry Danish in the other, Dominic Cordeiro sat patiently outside of Louisa’s classroom. She taught her gaggle of students every Thursday from 2-3:30 pm, and although he was typically at the office by the time she was finished, miraculously, his boss had given him the day off. Yes, he saw Louisa pretty often. Yes, he stayed at her place at least twice a week. Yes, if they weren’t with each other, they were probably texting, or squeezing in quick facetime calls. However, regardless of how often they saw each other, he still tried his best to surprise her every now and then, especially with how rare these opportunities came. Out of all the people in New York that he’d met in his year there, he never really clicked with anyone the way he did with Lou. And not only because they were sleeping together. 

Looking down at his phone he checked the time. 3:42. She’s being that teacher today, he thought to himself with a smirk just as the door opened. Standing up, Dominic shifted his weight from one foot to the other as her students filed quickly out of the room, probably late for their next class. Once the classroom was empty, Dominic walked with a grin spread clear across his face. “You must be having quite the day if you’re keeping your class almost 15 minutes past the end of class,” he began, setting the coffee and pastry down on the podium at the front of the room.

@louisawilson

[dominic-c]

Dominic hadn’t been without his car since 11th grade. It was his longest relationship, if you could even call it that. It had gotten him through high school, university and not his Masters degree in New York, therefore it was safe to say that it held a special place in his heart. However, when Louisa asked if she could borrow it for the weekend to make a trip back home, he couldn’t say no. Only that she should be careful as he was already pushing his luck with it.

When Dom’s phone buzzed next to him on the couch, he read “Louisa,” got up, and quickly made his way to the door. Pulling it shut, he made his way down the narrow and unbelievably steep stairwell and out towards the side street where he usually parked. “I’m honestly surprised you made it there and back without breaking down,” he chuckled as he jogged over to where Louisa was pulling her bags out of the back seat of his car. “Looks like this old girl still has a few big trips in here,” Dominic teased as he moved to take Louisa’s bags out of the back seat for her.

“So? How was it? Did you see run into any gross ex-boyfriends?” Dom asked, grinning before leaning in for a kiss. 

@louisawilson

[dominic-c]

Another rum and coke.

It was 9:30 on a Saturday night and the restaurant was packed. Servers were running like chickens when their heads cut off, the bussers seemed to always seemed to be carrying a tray of dirty dishes and glasses, and his manager was surely off somewhere dealing with a complaint. But thankfully for Dominic, he was tucked safely away behind the bar.

All he had to tend to was the dozen or so people sitting up at the bar. Well, mainly the 5 college girls ordering double tequila pineapples, blatantly checking him out and talking quite loud for a rather R rated conversation.

With a tray of five water glasses and five new drinks, Dominc made his way back over to where they were sitting and carefully set them down in front of them. “Do these drinks make you girls think you’re out somewhere on a beach or something?” He asked with a smile, though he truly didn’t care much for their answer. Though as soon as they began their gaggle or responses, Doms attention drifted to a rather pretty blond sitting up at the bar. He wasn’t sure how long she’d been sitting there, or if she’d tried to get his attention before, but she definitely had it now.

“Hm,” he replied, not knowing exactly what he was replying to. “Well as long as you ladies drink these waters as well, then you can continue thinking whatever you want.” With a wink Dominic left to tend to the stack of unpolished glasses he’d been working his way through, the stack that was right by where she was sitting.

@louisawilson

[sloanexcarlisle]

closed starter - @nctural ( louisa & sloane )

“This is boring,” Sloane said with a slight groan. She leaned back in her chair and turned to the other witch. “How much longer do you think we’ll be stuck in here for?”

[coyote-grace]

Hey, it’s Louisa right? You get the homework for Battle Strategy Theory? I forgot to copy it down.