<div class="floatleft">(http://i1240.photobucket.com/albums/gg481/indytims/theo2_zps942a360c.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Theodore 'Theo' Munn</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Werebear<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black button-up long-sleeved collared shirt, black pants and belt. Black shoes/socks. Dk Gray/White pen-striped jacket. (Same as picture)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>7:15 pmish, August 1st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Goût de Lyon Restaurant<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Mellisa<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"That makes complete sense," he replied in response to her explanation concerning her parents. "It's efficient and makes sense, especially if you're on really good terms with your parents," he said, nodding.<br/><br/>When she began answering his questions, it was his turn to take a few bits of bread, butter them lightly, and down them as he listened to her. God, he could just sit here and listen to her -talk-... that voice was -so- mesmerizing. He smiled widely when she mentioned enjoying his company, for it was definitely a mutual feeling.<br/><br/>She explained a slight aversion to horror flicks - and gore, and how she wasn't fond of blood. While his smile remained, his mind instantly wandered a bit, images and memories of his last hunt in his mind. Oh yes, there was -that-, he thought to himself. The other -part- of him that she knew nothing about. Again, the sudden reminded threatened to bring him down, to ruin what was so far an enchanting day all because of her. He kept his smile, though, his eyes watching her as she spoke, loving the way her lips moved when she formed words, and he pushed all thoughts of the animal out of his mind again.<br/><br/>"I am not really into horror movies, myself," he replied. "And I really do enjoy classical music a lot, too, depending on the mood. The music I heard in your spa - very relaxing," he nodded. "And not much of a personal life? You need to get out more!" he urged with a soft laugh as she took another bite of bread, smiling and softly laughing herself as well.<br/><br/>He was shocked to learn, though, that he was the first man to take her out in years. She didn't -sound- like she had a lot of friends, from the way she described it, which also threw him off. She was so -friendly-, but then again, from the description she gave of her work-life, it didn't sound like she had a lot of time to do such things. In fact, she sounded like a workaholic, and for a moment he wondered if that was some sort of gentle hint: she was a career-first kind of lady, everything else second. Heck, maybe she was trying to hint that she wasn't really LOOKING for anything 'serious'.<br/><br/>And why did that thought -bother- him so much, he wondered for a moment. He, too, had only ever allowed himself one or two 'serious' relationships. He was normally fine with something short, neat, and with no strings attached. Hearing her words, though, and getting the impression she wouldn't be interested in such a thing with him somehow... stung. In a very silly way, he admitted. Maybe she merely wanted something physical? Or more likely, maybe she just wanted a friend to talk to and hang out with once in awhile?<br/><br/>Whatever her wants and needs, Theo quietly decided he'd try to give her what she wanted.<br/><br/>But at her last words, his eyes widened, and before he knew it - he was speaking.<br/><br/>"Well, I happen to know of an apartment very close to your work, very affordable, very comfortable, and the guy living there is looking for a roommate. It's a two bedroom, and something like it would sure go a long way to making your boss happy that you aren't living at work," he said, and immediately felt the weight of uncertainty.<br/><br/><em>Holy -shit-</em>, had he just asked her to move -in- with him???? No, no, no! Not like -that-, of course! He couldn't -believe- he had just said all that, without even much thought. Was it the desire to truly offer a hand to someone who -might- actually could use it? Or was it merely just a boyhood fantasy playing in his mind of 'accidentally' seeing her in an open bathrobe or any number of other potentially compromising situations?<br/><br/>He relaxed immediately, though. Surely she would politely decline. Still, it had been the polite thing to do - even if he had selfish motives for offering, he thought...