Start of School (Cat/Sean)

Sean had woken up the morning after his latest trip to the club far too early for how late he'd been up, leading to him being more or less out of commission the whole day. He was still down when he decided he had to get himself to the bookstore no matter his embarrassment at things he only half-remembered. The free drinks at the bar had only led to him making a right fool of himself. He wasn't sure if it would be a good thing or a bad thing for him to come into contact with anyone he'd seen that night. Making a fool of himself at the club wasn't a good way to start his university career.

Cat was only flirting with the old witch behind the counter because it was fun and made her laugh. He teased her about the new shoes she'd shown him, and then it was down to business. Had she gotten the human transfiguration book he needed for freshmen? The three for his intermediate class? She had gotten all but one, and it was a rare book anyway. He'd copy parts out until she could get her hands on a few copies.

"If they're more than a hundred galleons each let me know," he told her. He turned away from the counter and there was Sean.

Sean cringed and all but groaned when he looked up to see Cat, then gave an awkward, embarrassed smile. "Hi," he said. "Sorry for the acting like an idiot at the club thing." He was incredibly thankful for the large amount of ink on his neck, as it tended to hide embarrassed flushes as they crept up toward his cheeks. Of course, the color tended to come to his cheeks, anyway.

"You don't answer to me," Cat said. He'd only met the guy twice and it wasn't like Sean had gotten violent. He'd just been an another drunk at the crow's nest. "I'm guessing you didn't get anywhere with Danica, though. She's dating Jai." It was a farce, but Cat had to pretend he didn't know better. Officially the two were an item, and if he didn't at least appear to believe it, it wouldn't fly.

"Oh, I didn't know that," Sean said, his eyebrows creasing a little. He hadn't gotten the impression Jai was the type to get into relationships, especially not so soon. "She didn't seem to know anything about him. But then, I was in be an idiot drunk mode so I could've missed something." Every time he thought of that night he just wanted to cringe again and stay under the blankets.

"They met on tour or something," Cat said. He wasn't interested in spreading any more bs than that. If it wasn't allegedly Jai's career on the line he'd have refused to play along. "You get that sh~faced often?" he asked, changing the subject.

Sean took in a deep breath and shook his head. "No. I don't try to, anyway. Sometimes it happens," he said, turning his eyes to whatever book was nearest to him. "I actually don't enjoy looking like a fool. Especially around someone I'd hoped to have a dance with." But asking for a dance was scary, too. Most of his social interaction had been initiated by others, even during his second great sexual awakening.

"Catch me at the club sometime and I'll save you a dance, but just a dance." Cat wasn't interested in more, and from the sound of it, it wouldn't have worked out anyway. He had more than enough options not to need to bed everyone he met.

"I think I'll be staying away from the club for a while," Sean said. He had a wounded pride to tend to. Plus there was the whole Jai's got a girlfriend thing he needed to think about, that really shouldn't irk him as much as it did. Apparently the world found it amusing to plop gorgeous people in front of him and pretend his new life was going to be amazing, then promptly turn that thought on its head. "But yeah, if I'm there I might try to find you."

"I'll see you around then," Cat said. "Good luck on your classes and everything." He had a couple more stops to make in town, then intended to see what was happening in Owlton. He was in the mood for pizza.