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The Canals of Venice; Tuesday Evening [02/14].
Graham had spent almost the entirety of last week fussing and planning and scheming and flailing about his and Charlie's big Valentine's Day date, worrying about making sure he, a complete and utter Valentine's Day newb, didn't mess it up and speculating about how it might go (especially these last few days, although those speculations seemed to all veer in one very specific direction...), but he was pretty sure he'd gotten it down. There was, however, only one way to know for sure!
And with the whole world at their (not-quite-literally) fingertips, he figured the best place to start was simply by googling 'Most Romantic Places on Earth,' but, since they'd both already been to Paris, and he wanted something new and exciting, he hopped on over to number two on the list: Venice! And looking into the city made it pretty clear what they were going to be doing while they were there, too.
So, food first, at a nice little place that had that hidden-gem quality of the place they'd eaten at when they went to DC, where Graham had to remind himself constantly to not eat too much, lest the food wind up having an unfortunate war with the butterflies and nerves already present in his stomach, and then off to a gondola ride underneath the night sky through the famed canals of the city.
And since flowers and chocolates were apparently a big part of the holiday, he'd managed to get their gondola filled with both. And, being the chivalrous future-knight that he was, when they arrived, he swept into a dramatic bow, gesturing with an arm toward the boat with a "Your chariot awaits, my lady!" of invitation, and then offering out his hand for Charlie to use to help her get on board.
[[ for the da~a~a~a~te~, obviously, and nfb for distance! ]]
And with the whole world at their (not-quite-literally) fingertips, he figured the best place to start was simply by googling 'Most Romantic Places on Earth,' but, since they'd both already been to Paris, and he wanted something new and exciting, he hopped on over to number two on the list: Venice! And looking into the city made it pretty clear what they were going to be doing while they were there, too.
So, food first, at a nice little place that had that hidden-gem quality of the place they'd eaten at when they went to DC, where Graham had to remind himself constantly to not eat too much, lest the food wind up having an unfortunate war with the butterflies and nerves already present in his stomach, and then off to a gondola ride underneath the night sky through the famed canals of the city.
And since flowers and chocolates were apparently a big part of the holiday, he'd managed to get their gondola filled with both. And, being the chivalrous future-knight that he was, when they arrived, he swept into a dramatic bow, gesturing with an arm toward the boat with a "Your chariot awaits, my lady!" of invitation, and then offering out his hand for Charlie to use to help her get on board.
[[ for the da~a~a~a~te~, obviously, and nfb for distance! ]]
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She let him settle her into the boat, and snuggled up next to him, "Okay, officially the best date ever."
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"And just think," he said, "we've barely even begun our epic voyage through the city, too! But...I'm glad you like it. I'm glad you're having a good time."
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Graham himself was trying to distract himself a little bit by trying to find a good position for his own hands. One was easy; he just put an arm around Charlie and found it settling comfortably at her hip. The other felt a bit more directionless and was, currently, just sort of flopped safely at his side, and he couldn't pay too much attention to it because all of that was now going into noticing the tilt of Charlie's head, and how if he tilted his own and turned it in just the right way, then...
Clearly, he had to test this developing theory for himself, and so he tilted his head this way and turned his head that way, and....yup, sure enough, just as he suspected, that put his lips pretty much directly in contact with Charlie's, imagine that!
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And to help keep him a little steady from the inevitable lightheadedness it was sure to bring.
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