Closed Designing Home

[Jamie Derouin]

Without Onyx here, Jamie had been a bit at a loss at how to decorate their new home. He had magazines and ideas from what Onyx had said, but knew he was poorly equipped to handle it on his own. He needed someone else, so per a recommendation from a friend, he had gotten in touch with an interior designer and had decided to have an initial conversation about their plan, vision and ideas. He didn't know what this person was going to be like, but he was keen to at least give the person an opportunity and a chance to get the help he needed to be able to do it justice and make sure that his husband had a beautiful home to come back to when he eventually did. Jamie was waiting for the man, they'd agreed to meet at a cafe just down the street from his flat, a casual setting to just touch base. He had nervously ordered a glass of red wine and was just waiting for the person to appear.​

 

[Avery Lavigne]

Avery wasn't sure how he'd managed to get himself roped into going back to France. He'd honestly planned not to come back. But he owed someone a favor, and he supposed trying to get a job designing a home for a famous Quidditch player wouldn't hurt his career any. He arrived with his portfolio in hand, surprised to see the man already there. Avery walked in, approaching the man with his most professional smile. "Jamie Derouin?" He asked, setting his portfolio down without taking a seat just yet. He offered out his hand, a habit he'd picked up in New Zealand. "Avery Lavigne. You wanted to meet?"