Recent content by Corentin Driscoll

Corentin gave a little smile and finished his own drink. he nodded. "Sure, I'll happily walk you home," he assured her. He put his arm out, intending to guide her out of the house and towards a spot where they could apparate to Dreya's home.

Corentin liked being this close to her and considered it. "No," it was a true answer, though he could give more nuance to it. The fact the different places were just different, that he was different, older and not as prone to wanting to drink heavily. "I like my life now, even with being under...

Corentin gave a little shrug at the question, it wasn't really a simple yes or no to him. He leaned in to speak a little more into her ear, so he couldn't need to shout over the music. "I used to," he said. "It's a different culture, with a lot more focus on drinking and excessive drinking," he...

Corentin looked at the array of drinks and grabbed two beers as she fell into his side. He put his arm around her to bring her in a little closer, and then moved to create a little space for her to stand. "here, just some light american beer," he said. he would've liked something stronger, but...

Corentin took the lead from her, taking her hand and guiding her through the crowd. Able to easy them through the people until he found the drinks table. He glanced back at her. "What will it be?" he asked, keen to just see what kind of drink she'd want.

Corentin nodded and slid off the counter. His hand reached for hers so that he could follow her much more easily through the crowd of people. He wasn't sure if she'd manage to guide them, given that she was new to parties and perhaps crowds. he leaned in. "Would you like me to lead?" he offered.

Corentin thought her response was measured, and though he had been trying to subtle hint, he didn't want to push too much more in case she decided against it. "I'll take it," he replied. not wanting to corner her or anything else of the sort. He wanted her to be comfortable, and maybe it meant...

Corentin looked at her, and gave a little frown. "While that's a nice offer, what if I want to go to the parties with you," he countered. Though it was nice of her to want to help him babysit so he could enjoy himself like this, it wasn't...it wasn't what he would want to do with his time, not...

Corentin was just enjoying the music, enjoying the feeling of this place, of the bouncing music. "Sure," he answered looking at her with a small smile, seemingly fully relaxed in this particular atmosphere.

Corentin smiled, enjoying that he managed to make her like it. He knew that it was something that wasn't a normal thing to like, especially if she didn't like this sort of thing normally. "I think people ignore the healing quality of just being filled with music," he said taking her hand, but...

Corentin watched Dreya follow his instructions and gave a little smile as it seemed to work. He shifted to be closer to her as she leaned in, and just smiled, doing the same. Feeling the music. "That's why this can be fun, just, let go and feel it," he said softly. It was easy to forget about...

Corentin was a little surprised at the lips touching his skin. But he didn't lean away, just letting her speak. "Yeah," he agreed, it was pretty busy. "Close your eyes," he suggested, as he lined into her. "Take a deep breath, focus on the music, on the vibrations, forget the people, just feel...

Corentin remained at Dreya's side as they were in the crowd of people. He sipped his own drink and went to the empty space, sitting on the counter next to her, and put his arm around her, almost protectively. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting the alcohol and music wash over him. It was...

Corentin was content for her to be nice and close. "Usually drink and dance," he said. He led her inside, the music was loud, there were people mingling about everywhere, it was clearly a little into things, and he gently guided them to where there were paper cups of alcohol. He leaned down to...

Corentin led Dreya to the house having a party, but it was difficult to miss once they began getting close enough. The music was going. There were people spilling out of the house, and a general mess to it. He got them close enough and then looked back at Dreya, wanting to just see how she was...