In Accordance, (gavin and group later on)

[ELOISE RYANN]

Saturday at five in the evening. Eloise had put up a note in the main hallway to draw attention to the event; well, not really an event in the most classic sense of the word, but it was still the rare bit of excitement at La Alcoba. Like everything she did, she spent a good amount of hours rearranging the library during the week, and several more returning to glare at any guest who tried to fix it back.

And quite suddenly, it was Saturday morning. Gavin was supposed to be there in a few hours. Gavin... with every thought she gave that name, she could see Johanna's smirk branding itself on the back of her eyes. What a ridiculous concept, the thought of them being a couple. The thought of her wanting to be a couple. The thought of-

NO, DAMMIT, she was a professional. Professional people didn't think about illicit liaisons. Still, she spent a lot more time stressing over the afternoon than she normally would have, which was saying something.

By twenty to five, she was waiting by the front door, dressed in a skirt that floated around her knees. Eloise told him five, meaning that she set the performance time as five-thirty, meaning that if anything happened, there'd be time to fix it.

She hoped he wasn't going to be late; she was so restless that the only thing she could do was wait.

[GAVIN WELLS]

you make me stutter

He had spent the majority of the day deciding on what music he would want to play. He hadn't had a gig to play at for quite some time, in fact his stomach felt more like a hollowed out pumpkin rather than how it usually sounded. It had even given up on growling, apparently it knew well enough that he wasn't going to be able to eat much more after tonight. What little food he had would end up being sparingly eaten. He grabbed his guitar, and strummed the strings idly before slipping her into the case and headed out the door. His place wasn't terribly large, it worked for just him though. It wasn't as though his family would be able to find him here even. He had a new name, and was farther than any of them had ever been.

He made his way through the town and headed out toward La Alcoba. He was more excited about this adventure than he probably should be. Perhaps Eloise would even give him something to eat. He was actually feeling the role of 'starving artist' in that moment. It was painful enough to move, but he had to work in order to manage to get some more food. Eventually, he smiled, offering a wave to Eloise as he spotted her from a distance. When he drew closer to the door, he smiled again, ignoring the pain in his stomach. ”H-h-h-h-h-h-hello Eloise... H-h-h-h-h-h-h-how h-h-h-h-have y-y-y-y-y-y-ou b-b-b-b-b-b-b-been?” It wasn't much to be said, but it was due to his stammer that it took twice as long for him to speak normally. Now when he was nervous, that was a different matter entirely, and god how he hated it. He usually ended up more frustrated than nervous after a good minute or so of trying to say just one thing.