Post by guillaume on Jan 19, 2011 11:49:13 GMT -5
One morning, Guillaume woke up to a text message on his cellphone asking him to come to the Manor. For what? He wasn't sure. The text came from Melinda Halliwell who he had a fling with for a while until they decided to be best friends. It was okay with him since he wasn't ready for a long term relationship. And now that his friend is single he's thinking to hook her up. Why? Because he's the type that never hates someone even if it was a fling. If they messed with his friends and family, that would be another story cause he would have no problem kicking their butts either. He's very protective of those he cares about, and that same goes for Melinda. He surely hopes if she and whoever she goes with are getting married, he's invited to the wedding. He would have loved that and would have no problem giving a toast too. Boy would he have some stories to tell!
Guillaume took a shower, got dressed in a white tank top and black jeans, slipped on his sunglasses, got into his car and drove to the ancient Halliwell Manor which was home to many of the members of the family for a long time. He pulled up in front of the Victorian house then got out of the car and after he shut off the engine and locked the doors plus turning on the alarm (cause after all this IS San Francisco there has been some car thefts around), he stuffed his keys into his pocket then headed up to the porch and knocked on the door, hoping that Melinda is home. If she is then he would love to see what she had him come down here for, since he was planning to do some other things like shopping but its okay being near his friend right now means more than shopping that can wait for tomorrow. "Melinda?" he called out.
Guillaume took a shower, got dressed in a white tank top and black jeans, slipped on his sunglasses, got into his car and drove to the ancient Halliwell Manor which was home to many of the members of the family for a long time. He pulled up in front of the Victorian house then got out of the car and after he shut off the engine and locked the doors plus turning on the alarm (cause after all this IS San Francisco there has been some car thefts around), he stuffed his keys into his pocket then headed up to the porch and knocked on the door, hoping that Melinda is home. If she is then he would love to see what she had him come down here for, since he was planning to do some other things like shopping but its okay being near his friend right now means more than shopping that can wait for tomorrow. "Melinda?" he called out.