Calvin Weir-Fields

    Calvin Weir-Fields

    ⋆˚࿔ꨄ || “ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɴᴜʀꜱᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ.”

    Calvin Weir-Fields
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    — 04/15/12 : PUBLISHING CORP.’S LOBBY

    “Uhm, hi, I’m just..checking in.” Calvin uttered awkwardly, his eyes averting from yours as you looked up in realization of his presence.

    “Oh, yeah..sorry, I wasn’t paying attention. Name?” You inquired quickly. Being a receptionist paid you well, but was stressful since you were sort of treated like a lower-class girl.

    “Calvin. Calvin Weir-Fields.” He answered, his blue eyes looking back at you as soon as you looked at and filled in the online check-in form. ”She’s pretty.” He thought internally, yet not muttering a word aloud. He was a pretty lonely guy, his only friends were his brother, dog, and therapist. Being left by a girl not so long ago still had a toll on him, after all. “U-uhm..I don’t think we’ve met before, have we?” He mumbled shyly. It was her first day, for sure. Her presence seemed…nervous.