<div class="floatleft">(http://www.modelresource.ca/Scene/Feb09/hugo_1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Laurent Valeris<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Slytherin<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Cat<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Faded school robes with a fraying bottom hem.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sept. 2, 2018 morning<br/><strong>Location</strong>Empty Classroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kylee Boren<br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Laurent's heart skipped a beat as Kylee told him she wasn't seeing anyone. It was an answer he honestly hadn't expected, considering how beautiful he knew Kylee was. He would have sworn she'd had suitors. But he wasn't going to be disappointed in the answer, no matter how much he had prepared himself for another answer. It wasn't the first time he'd asked, the other time coming in fifth year. But he'd held his tongue, coming up with a million excuses to do nothing with the answer.<br/><br/>Laurent had killed practical exams. He had told outlandish lies in service to his father. But he had never had a harder time than he did in this moment. "So... Kylee..." he mumbled, unable to look up from his hands. He wasn't even sure of what he was asking. Oh, he knew the theoretical effect, but the practical? Laurent had no idea, hoping that Kylee would be able to tutor him, if she had the patience. "Um... I mean... Is there any way you could see yourself to giving me a shot this year? I mean... Would you be interested in maybe dating me?" Laurent fumbled the words out, spilling them all out at once as he stared at his hands. Even with the newfound resolution stiffening his resolve, he was still nervous, and afraid of what Kylee might say.