- Messages
- 87
- Age
- 5/2008
Damon looked at the time and tapped his foot with impatience. This couldn't be happening. Where was Josephine? She should have been here by now. With a sigh, Damon looked at his mobile on the coffee table, and at the moment, a message came through. Once Damon read the message, his mood went very sour. Josephine pulled out. How could she do that?! This was a wedding, not a simple date, he had to go there with someone, there wasn't any other way. His mother was strangle him if he showed up without a date, again. Everyone else he knew was either male, or going to the wedding, he had no-one! This was a disaster. Pulling at his three-piece suit, Damon sighed and a thought popped into his head. He knew someone, and he had an idea as to how to get her to come. Picking up his mobile, Damon dialled the number of Adelaide, the nurse he had thrown up on a few weeks again and smiled slightly. "Nurse?" He asked in a very worried tone. "It's the guy that threw up on you the other week." He stated, making sure that she knew who was calling her. "I'm at the front of my house, and I'm throwing up blood." He explained, making a few wrenching noises and tipping the vase of flowers onto the floor in an attempt to make it sound like he was throwing up vast amounts of blood. He knew she'd be able to know where he lived, she had his patient files after all. "I'm feeling light headed..." He added, trailing off a bit for effect and the dropping the mobile.
Damon apparated to the dress store down the road, making sure he wasn't seen. Looking at the dresses, he looked for one that looked about the size of his date, well, she wasn't his date yet, but she was going to be. How could she refuse a 'dying' man's wish? Finding a nice red dress that went with the bridesmaids dresses, it was perfect. Buying the dress and putting it carefully in a bag, Damon brought some lipstick and matching shoes. Damon then apparated to the front of his house, Damon pulled on his suit jacket and did it up, making sure his head was in good form and that he had the wedding gift. Adelaide was going to this wedding with him, there was nothing she could do about it. When he saw her, Damon quickly laid down on the bench and pretended to have fainted, well, he would look that way from a distance. When she came closer, Damon sat up and stretched, a smile on his face. "I needed a date." He explained with a shrug. As he planned, the stretch limo showed up at that moment and he smirked. How could she refuse this?
Damon apparated to the dress store down the road, making sure he wasn't seen. Looking at the dresses, he looked for one that looked about the size of his date, well, she wasn't his date yet, but she was going to be. How could she refuse a 'dying' man's wish? Finding a nice red dress that went with the bridesmaids dresses, it was perfect. Buying the dress and putting it carefully in a bag, Damon brought some lipstick and matching shoes. Damon then apparated to the front of his house, Damon pulled on his suit jacket and did it up, making sure his head was in good form and that he had the wedding gift. Adelaide was going to this wedding with him, there was nothing she could do about it. When he saw her, Damon quickly laid down on the bench and pretended to have fainted, well, he would look that way from a distance. When she came closer, Damon sat up and stretched, a smile on his face. "I needed a date." He explained with a shrug. As he planned, the stretch limo showed up at that moment and he smirked. How could she refuse this?