To say that Bailey spent all of his time after getting out of work preparing for his date would be an understatement; he'd changed outfits at least a hundred times, never fully satisfied with the right shoes or color combination. He'd almost broke a finger, trying to tame his hair. His stomach has been in knots all afternoon, and now, as he happens across Brigid looking as beautiful and as wild as the sea around her, he feels his heart dance.
"Hello," he greets her, offering her a wave as he approaches. Dressed in a pair of navy slacks and a rather old-fashioned, off-white shirt, he thinks he might have leaned too heavily on the fancier side of expectations for the evening.
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Date: 2014-09-06 11:13 pm (UTC)"Hello," he greets her, offering her a wave as he approaches. Dressed in a pair of navy slacks and a rather old-fashioned, off-white shirt, he thinks he might have leaned too heavily on the fancier side of expectations for the evening.