<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c7/Preston_Huff_1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Preston Chadwick III (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14061020#msg14061020)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Could be chilly - with black sneakers (https://static1.squarespace.com/static/55655cb9e4b0605469514b06/5a638821652dea21c637c278/5a638821f9619ad9da6a559f/1516472358749/JoeKeery-7.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Redwood and has a core of Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff. -  First year<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Waiting and zzzzzz...<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Cecilia<br/><hr/>Preston was quickly discovering that despite growing up in a pureblood family of some influence and even more money, that he was not a large fan of waiting.  Then again, perhaps this was an extreme situation, what with it being their first date at Hogwarts and all the school abuzz with what was being discussed as perhaps the first real social event of the year?  He certainly hoped so.<br/><br/>Whatever it was, it was taking a damned long time.  The day and night had been going so well too!  Classes were engaging, and Cece had been nothing but a constant and attentive presence all day, reaching out to touch his hand from time to time.  Sure, one might say she was checking for his ring, but he preferred to think positively.  On top of that, dinner had been delicious, even if his mind was still on the rather demanding and not sexy note he had received.  After dinner had been much the same, his fiance drilling him on how they would be attending the bonfire and when, and had she been any less cute about it, it was possible even Preston might have been vexed.<br/><br/>Unfortunately that had been the better part of an hour ago.  Preston had NO idea naps were involved in getting ready for a night out, he had never really been one for napping, and so just like Cece had suspected, he had been freshened up himself and waiting down in the commons for quite a bit.  It was not after too long, Preston having no interest in grabbing a book or anything, that the insanely cozy nature of the Puff room got to him and Preston drifted off to sleep.<br/><br/>Unsure of how long he had been asleep, Preston was suddenly either woke in the best way, or he had drifted off into dreaming.  Either way, his reaction was the same.  Smiling slightly, he turned his head just a bit before leaning up and trying to steal another kiss from Cece’s soft lips.  “Ready for as always, Cece my dear!” He grinned, eyes opening at last.<br/>