The next day, Valentina woke up tired and weak, and hardly able to get up and walk. Her aunt only had enough provisions for herself,so she couldn't provide any too Valentina until Sam showed up with her blood.
Sam wakes up and blinks, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and huffing softly. He had to get the blood to Valentina, right, as soon as he can. He sighs and gets up, getting dressed and quickly exiting the building, bringing the blood back to the boutique since he figured that's probably where Valentina is staying
Valentina waited impatiently, and if she knew what a phone was, she'd already be blowing up your phone with angry texts. If she was strong enough to even do that. She used almost all of her energy yesterday, instead of spacing it out with rest, which would've been smarter. But alas, she had too much on her mind. Her aunt was in the shop tidying up, humming to herself quietly as she swept away.
She took the box from him, and rushed up the stairs,blackout curtains drawn tight as Valentina lay there in a bed. "Good morning my little mince meat, I have brought you breakfast." Valentina took a blood bag, and soon had drained 4 of them. "Careful Batty. These have to last you a month." Her mother lectured as Valentina stretched. "Tis strange sleeping during the night. Don't the other vampires have coffins and such they sleep on?" "I'll explain it all to you later. Your friend is here." "I do not have friends, merely acquantices who have decided I am not an enemy yet." "Spoken just like your father. Nonetheless, you will be working here to help with rent. Up and attem! And let's get you changed so you don't look like a walking piece of history." Soon she descended the stairs in a long black tube skirt, a different pair of heels, and a red and black polkadot shirt. She looked like her aunt. "I'm sorry I don't have anything more stylish currently, but I will make you some clothes today. I promise. For now, you just have to dress like a mini-me." Valentina looked clearly annoyed, her eyes a deep pink as she glowered and grabbed the broom, picking up where her aunt left off. "Oh yes and the party tonight! It begins at 10, down by the beach. So be here before then, we have quite the ride there."
Sam blinks and watches Valentina, just thinking that she looked really pretty- He blinks and huffs a little from what was said, putting his hands into his pockets. "Ah..about the uh..the party..I don't think I would be able to make it tonight? Sorry about the inconvenience.." he shivers and just messes with a piece of lint that was in his pocket-
"Ah, you won't be the only werewolf there. It's a sort of celebration of meeting all monster kin, to create friendships, peace, and settle time old resolves. There's even hunting races! They breed the fastest elk they have, and raise it's young, then release one into a forest. Marked. And the werewolves all go hunting, to prove who is the fastest hunter. The prize is the deer. You'll fit right in. I can't believe you've never gone before. Surely, a few full moons you've gone chasing after wolf pups, howling at the moon. When you were younger anyways." Valentina made no commentary whatsoever, just focusing on her chores.
"Ah..alright then..the reason I haven't really gone before is because I usually don't settle in one place for long.." he huffs and glances up at the aunt before glancing around the boutique somewhat anxiously. He never liked going out when he was..like..that, for multiple reasons. "What…time do you want me to come here? Exactly?"
"Wolves naturally don't settle. They migrate, like geese. Always moving. Around 9:30 if you'd please, Valentina quit trying to set the floor on fire with your eyes. You're the wrong mythical creature to do that. Now, go clean up the clothes racks, we'll be opening soon." Valentina sighed as she dumped the cloth scraps and other little bits and pieces, into a trash bin, before her eyes drifted over too Sam. She noticed that in the sunlight, which only came right down the center of the shop, he was almost handsome. His eyes shone like honey. Vampires normally flew in through the windows to get orders and the like, if they dared to leave their coffin during the day.
"Alright.." he sighs and shifts his weight from foot to foot, glancing up at Valentina for a bit and watching her for a second before looking out the window. Valentina was..really pretty to him, from her eyes to her hair to..pretty much everything. He clears his throat a bit and looks back at the aunt, "Im..a bit busy today so I might arrive only a bit late, but it's nothing to worry about"
"Late's alright. It will give beauty queen extra time to get ready. Now then Val, I will be letting you wear a dress off the racks here. Please don't get it so dirty I can't clean it out to almost brand new." "I am a statue of beauty and grace. No more then a few small rocks shall get upon my dress, as long as the wolves keep their drool off of me, then it will stay in near mint condition." "That's a good girl, but werewolves are much more refined and controlled. At least, the elders are. It's the teens, like Sam here, who are still training to figure out how to contain their beastly personalities when they transform. You'll be okay." Valentina nodded, as she suddenly grabbed a milk brown suit, and held it up Sam. "This would go well with your eyes." She said, a little less gruffly as she floated around him, checking his build, carefully avoiding the sunbeams. "If you slicked back your hair, and with a good pair of black dress shoes to make things different, it'd look good on you. It compliments your hair, while drawing to your honey brown eyes,and softens your whole physique." She handed Sam the suit. "Try it on." It was a gentler voice, still with a strong backbone, but one could tell she very nearly said please.
"Mm..well..one of my eyes is actually blue instead of brown like the other one, but alright.." he mumbles and takes the suit, looking it over for a bit. The last time he wore a suit was literally when he was 10 and going to his cousins wedding, so that's nice- "Its a nice suit.."
"It's made out of the finest french silk." Her aunt chimed in, and hung a blue tie over the door. "Trust me, it'll work. Valentina has eyes like a hawk for fashion." "Oh hush." She huffed and stood there, waiting for him to finish.
Sam smiles a bit at Valentinas reaction, tilting his head at what the aunt says however. "Oh.." he mumbles and puts the suit on, trying not to mess anything up- he grabs the tie and puts it on as best as he could, fumbling with the tie slightly. "You really don't have to do this.." he mumbles mostly to himself-
Valentina pulls you out and huffs, straightening the suit jacket and the tie. "It's all crooked and wrinkled. Clearly it's been a while since you've put one on! And look your suspenders are all twisted and askew!" She took off the suit jacket and started to make adjustments, as her aunt smiled mischievously. Valentina put the jacket back on and floated around him. "We need to cinch the waist on the pants, and make the suspenders a bit longer, they're almost too stretched out." Her aunt sighed. "That's been sitting on the clearance rack for almost a year now. A lot of my customers just don't like the soft brown. If you like it, you can have it. Free of charge. It's been sitting around forever, and collecting dust. It's like it was waiting for you Sam."
Sam blushes a bit, though it wasn't very obvious as he watches Valentina, looking away and towards the aunt. "Really? I..you're too nice, I have to at least pay you something for this" he huffs and shivers a bit, even though the suit was fairly warm to him. He kindof felt out of place here, in the middle of a fancy boutique, the suit wasn't really helping either
"Free of charge, like I said. Kindness and giving away things for free, isn't something that happens often in the Callisto bloodline. I strive to be different. It looks quite good on you, and would work well for going on dates with pretty ladies. Or one. Pretty lady." Valentina suddenly went stiff backed as she stood there, and rolled her eyes. "It's just a silly little legend." "A legend that came true. Show a little gratitude. You could've been stuck there for a thousand or so more years, if not for him." Val only shook her head and went to go flip the open sign. Her aunt frowned and looked at Sam. "Go on, change into your regular clothes. Even I can tell your uncomfortable."
Sam blinks a few times and looks away again, blushing a little as he nods and goes to change his cloths again. He couldn't really tell if he regretted going to the statue yesterday or not, most of all he was just confused about all of this. He eventually comes back out in his normal cloths and the suit on a hanger, just avoiding eye contact with both of them
Valentina smiled gently as she looked over him, when suddenly a lion came in, and took off his skin, spinning around and suddenly he is in a cut up tank top, khaki shorts and a pair of sandals. He hands Aunt Marilynn a few skeins of fabric. "Here you are my sweet. Ah! Hello there chap!" He patted Sam's back with a big whallop. He was tall and built, long blonde hair in a ponytail as he wore a dog tag. "You must be the one who got me introduced to my niece. Welcome to La Petit!" "It's french." Is the only thing Marilynn said as she put the fabric back in a store room. Valentina drifted to behind the counter, sitting on a stool as customers started to walk in. Her aunt came out and sighed. "While I'd love to have tea and sit around, you have a busy day Sam. You'll get to know him better later Leon. Goodbye Sam. Goodluck."
Sam flinches a bit from the pat but puts on a smile and nods to Leon, before turning to the aunt. "Alright…I'll be off then. Thank you" he responds before making his way towards the door, trying not to bump into anything or anyone on his way out. Before he steps out the door he turns and waves to Valentina before basically just booking it out of there, and back to his relatives place to get ready for an appointment
(Time skip?)
