#clement;

“Come on,” Rowan said, ruffling Clement’s hair as she rounded the chair he was in in the library. She was definitely not using a library voice, and she ignored the glares she was receiving. “I want to take a walk, and you’re coming with me. You need a break.” Who knows how long he had holed himself up in the small study space. // @ofloudvoices​

Aileen had gotten comfortable on the couch, rereading one of her many classics. She wasn’t sure how many times she had read this specific one, but of course, she didn’t quite mind. She loved it just as much as the first time. Looking up from its pages, she noted Clem. Reaching out with her foot, she nudged him, giving him an amused smirk. “What are you reading?” she stage-whispered. “Is it good?” // @ofloudvoices​

“I have something for you,” she said, offering the other a smile as she came and sat down beside him at the library table. “A little birdy told me that it’s your birthday, so I got you this.” She offered him a small package, wrapped in brown paper with string in a bow around it. “Happy birthday!” she said, grinning wider. // @ofloudvoices​

“Okay, so I know it’s late,” Rowan said, sliding into the chair across from Clement in the dining hall, a gentle smile on her face. “But I painted this for you for your birthday, and I had wanted it to be perfect before I gave it to you.” She handed him the wrapped canvas, her smile growing wider as she waited for her friend to open it. “If you hate it, pretend you don’t,” she tells him. // @ofloudvoices​

“Hey,” Rowan said, moving and sitting down next to Clem at the dining hall table, dropping her bag beside her with a huff. She had just gotten out of a workout, and she was rather exhausted, and she was starving. “How was the gala for you?” she asked, offering up a small smile, the only one she could muster. “Please tell me you had some whirlwind, masked romance for the night,” she teased. // @ofloudvoices​

Rowan used the entirety of her body and tugged, pulling Clement down to the ground and rolling so that she had pinned underneath her, her hips straddling just under his pectorals so that, even if he tried, he would struggle to retaliate quickly. “I told you you were getting soft,” she teased, laughing breathlessly as she moved her hair out of her face. “Need to stop hanging out in the library and hit the gym again.” // @ofloudvoices​

“Okay,” Rowan said, sitting down across from Clement in the dining hall, a sandwich and some other side dishes on a plate for her lunch. “So who are you living with this year? And tell me if you like them, because if not, I am more than willing to deal with them if need be.” She smirked, opening a bag of chips and popping one into her mouth. // @ofloudvoices​