Ciceron York, Cleary Co. Imports and ExportsSeer Magical ★ St. Petersburg Branch • Chief Accountant
He hadn't exactly been looking forward to finally having to face her after all that with Hunter. But it was now or never, and he couldn't exactly avoid her forever. Try as he must. Upon arrival, he'd given very brief greetings as though their were simply upper class strangers, and then got to work in unpacking. He ensured all his clothes hung right as not to crease them, his shoes lined up accordingly, and his books stacked neatly.
Yes, of course he brought some work with him...it wasn't like he would be getting up to any other activities in the night. He glanced at his watch, looking over the time. Noon.
"I suppose we should think about getting something to eat. I don't believe the apartments have food readily available so we will need to go shopping soon...but perhaps we can just get lunch out on the way. Apparently the big shared home is already fully stocked...as is Astrid and Nathan's home. Of course." He rolled his eyes as he looked toward his now-full wardrobe.
Perhaps wearing a suit out in this weather was not a good idea. But what did he want to wear? Was it too early for shorts? Did he even want to? A light shirt would be a start...