Conor smiled at Glinda. He blushed behind his navy silk scarf. He wore a grey v-neck tee shirt, black jeans, and navy converse. His dark brown hair was slightly windswept.  "So..." His light green eyes looked at the ground. "Wanna go get uhh, coffee?" He looked at her quizically. He didn't like coffee himself, but he knew Glinda might want some.

As Glinds grabbed conor's hand, he blushed deeper beneath his freckles. He cursed his genetics as he walked down the street. Once, as kids, they held hands just like this. Well, minus his heart breating a mile a minute. Glinds looked beautiful as she smiled against the setting sun, her eyes shining forward. 'We're here!' Conor announced as they approached a cafe. It was small, inbetween a bridal shop and a bakery. Underneath the maron awning there was a few tables. "their chai is amazing." He told her as he guided her to chair.

Conor sat down, toying with his scarf. "So... how have you been?' He asked. "Did you sleep well?" It was the best he could think of. He looked at Glinda with her cardigan and flowy hair and remembered how lucky he was, He ran his hand through his dark hair, waiting for her response.

Conor looked under the cup and smiles at what it said. 'That's the sweetest!' He laughed. 'And who said I slept?' He said in a silly voice, taking a dramatic sip from his tea. 'It's the chai.' He answered like a puppy, looking up for approval.

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Conor blushed, fixing his hair in embarassment. 'You are so cute...' He mumbled, thinking aloud. His freckles danced as he laughed. 'Your snoting is adorable! Like, a cute little piglet or something.' He blew on his tea and lifted it to Glindas lips, letting her take a sip. 'Do you like it?' He asked.

'Well then', Conor said putting his hands around Glinda's shoulders, 'We'll get a pig.' He smiled at her naively.

Conor looked at Glinda, then checked to see if anyone was watching. He put his index over his lips, his eyes glinting with mischief. 'Oh my gosh, Honey, it's ted!' He yelled in a deep, mature voice that did not belong to him. He pointed outside to no one in particular, faking the prefect oh-my-gosh-it's-you-you-look-so-different/high-school-reunion  face. He winked at glinda, smiled, and motioned for the door.

And with that, Conor grabbed Glinda's hand. He ran out of the door leaving their bill behind. 'TED! HEY, TED!' They ran down the street laughing. 'So,' conor said inbetween heavy breaths, 'Wanna go get that pig?'

Conor stood strait up. 'Well, my dear, let's go look!' He sat on the sidewalk, pulling a phonebook from hammerspace. He flipped though it until he found what he was looking for... 'Exotic pets! Two blocks away!' He frowned seriously. 'Are you up for the challenge?' He looked up at glinda's Silhouette. The sun was setting, and clouds were rolling in.

Conor blkushed again, then lawled. 'Let's go!' They entered the store as the last bits of daylight were fading to black. The store was small. It was cluttered with rows of caged, with animals ranging from rabbits to eels. Tapestries lined the walls, and insence floated in the air. Conor waved some from his face. Suddenly, a voice from behind him asked, 'How may I help you?' A young indian woman with a deep red pixie-cut tapped him on the shoulder. Conor jumped, jolting around a cage of rabbits. They bounced and twitched in surprise. 'Yes, we're, uhh, looking for a pig.' He said nervously. The woman studied the couple. 'I'm Suzette.' She held out her hand.

Suzette nodded. 'I've got a few in the back...' She lead them around a twisty corner to a large cage. It was lined with hay, and in it lay three sleeping piglets.  One of them, apparentoy not so asleep, poked it little head up. It was a soft grey, with whiskey hairs and what looked like a soft belly. Conor leaned down and smiled at it. 'This one is cute!' He said.

Conor walked next to Glinda. 'Hmm...' Ha rubbed its ear. 'It's not a barakat, it's an Elphaba.' He smiled at Glinda and kissed her forehead.

Conor laughed, hugging Glinda and Elphie. 'I think it's a wonderful idea.' He turned to Suzette. 'We'll take her.' Suzette lead them to the counter, where they bought all of the nessicary supplies. Next thing they knew, they were walking hom with Elphie on a leash, holding hands.  Conor loved strolling down the cool street in the middle of summer, being with Glinda under the stars. Moments drifted away like petals floating in a stream. It wasn't long until they were between their appartments. Conor looked at the gound. 'Soo, do you want the first turn with Elphie?' He looked at her innocently, slightly raising his thick brows.

Conor blushed, again. He was one of those people, the people with freckles who flush easily. He tried to hide behind his hair. 'That, uhh, actually sounds great.' He grinned. "I have some movies I can bring? What do you feel like watching?' He knelt down to pick up Elphie. She let out a horrible screaming sound, and conor put her down immediatly. 'GOSH.' He panted, scarred to death. 'You would have thought I broke her leg!'  He looked up at Glinda, who was now holding the pig. He laughed in emberassment.