[Prom]: You Don't Have To Go Home But You Can't Stay Here

[Corey Spencer]

Prom was over.  The music had stopped, the gymnasium cleared, the last moments of what was supposed to be a magical night for the students of Bellefonte had been etched into memory.  There had been the usual helping of drama, exaggerated romance and terrible dancing.  Thankfully, Spence hadn't needed to make use of his expertise, save for the sharp eye he had to keep out for any troublemakers.  All in all, Corey Spencer's first prom experience wasn't wholly bad.  It was nice to see the students able to get together and relax as the school year wound down.

The night was still relatively young and Spence found it surprised that he wasn't the least bit tired.  It was well after midnight and he was still going strong.  He looked out over the suddenly empty and desolate feeling gymnasium until his gaze settled upon a petite, redheaded young woman that brought out a faint smile.  Crossing the room, the big man shrugged off the suit coat he'd manage to keep on the entire night without wanting to set himself on fire and tossed it over his shoulder for the time being.

"Another prom in the books."  He said to Bell Connelly once he'd gotten close enough to speak without raising his voice.  Bell happened to be the rare individual Spence truly felt relaxed around.  He smiled down to the much shorter teacher as his hands found his pockets.  "Is it always so... dramatic?"  He asked with an amused chuckle.  He certainly knew when mixing hormones, the expectations that came with the event and super powers it had been lucky the powder keg they called the gymnasium hadn't exploded.  "After all this I think it's a good time to head into town and get a drink."  He said, keeping his focus upon the young woman.  "What do you say?"

[Bell Connelly]

Ah, well she had survived. So that was the best case scenario achieved right there and then.

She never truly knew why she was selected to chaperon for this events considering that she wasn’t the most intimidating or authorative teacher that the school could produce. In fact given her height and her features that some have described as a “Baby-face” She was confused for a student several times over.

Which was always fun, just the ego boast she needed.

She reasoned that it must be sometime to do with her power, and that if a pair of student’s embrace got too intense, and they refused to respond to Bell telling them repeatedly. Well, then someone’s night would be ending early…

Fortunately she didn’t have to put anyone down for a nap tonight, in fact aside from the usual mild behavior that was common, she found that the night was relatively quiet which if nothing else was a blessing considering she was somewhat tired as it was.

No more did she think this when she noticed Corey walking towards her which raised a smile to her face, raising her eyebrows for a moment as she leant forward and offered him a quick curtsy, she took the occasion to get dressed up herself “Mr Spencer, it’s nice to see you out of scrubs. Very Dapper I must say” She nodded “…and yes I would love to go out for a quick drink, of course.

[Corey Spencer]

"Well, thank you." The big man's shoulders shrugged faintly as the words from the petite redhead brought out a small smile. "I like to clean up once in a while." He said slyly before turning the attention over to the young woman. "But you." His head shook a bit. "Wow. Almost made me nervous coming over here and asking you out." Spence had long thought Bell was cute in a very endearing and appealing way. Tonight she looked positively stunning.

He paused, looking over the gymnasium for a moment before glancing to Bell. "I think the cleaning crew has it from here." He said with a satisfied nod. He didn't exactly want to bail on anyway, but the night had been long and there was plenty of help to put the place back together again. That and he'd found himself intrigued by the young woman in front of him. It had been just a couple weeks since they'd ventured off campus together to share a few drinks. The night after they'd first met had gone well, Spence had thought the night relaxing and entertaining even if it was just two adults who worked with teenagers venting about their respective jobs in a bar.

In the spirit of the formal occasion they had just survived chaperoning, Spence stepped to Bell's side and offered his arm in order to escort her out of the building properly. "Shall we?" He asked, his dark eyes gleaming as they looked down to her.

[Bell Connelly]

“I imagine the nurse uniform would get tired after awhile” Bell smiled up at the massive man, she had to admit he looked a lot better then he did in his own signature brand of scrubs , Bell didn’t particularly enjoy the site of hospital scrubs in general, reminded her of going to the dentist, (That and she had a weird thing about the feel of latex gloves on her bare skin. Always likely to bring a shudder to Bell whether she liked it or not)

Just one of the many small insignificant things she couldn’t handle.

“Aw, well you’re just too kind” Bell said flattered at the compliment, standing back and smoothing out said dress that she was currently wearing “One of three actual dresses I own, one of the good things about being so short..by old dresses still fit me” She shrugged, she hardly had a chance to go out and wear them after all

Bell couldn’t help but let out a snort amusement of such a formal greeting but didn’t hesitant in taking it “We shall"

[Corey Spencer]

Corey figured if the kids could get their overly dramatic, formal event, then so too could the staff jump on the coattails of prom and get their little bit of the night. He smiled a little as he glanced down to the diminutive young woman who had taken his arm. It was a cheesy gesture, to be sure, and not one he had ever actually undertaken, save for when it was necessary in the military. Still, it was nice to simply go with the flow and feed off the energy that had coursed through the gymnasium just minutes before.

"Only three?" He asked, smirking faintly. "You chose well." He admitted with a nod. "I didn't think the chaperones were supposed to outshine the kids attending prom." He said, shifting a sideways glance in her direction in order to gauge her reaction.

Once the pair had hit the open air, Corey felt like he could breathe again. He didn't know why he'd volunteered to keep an eye on things during prom. He wasn't the most sociable or well known of the school staff but he'd been urged to partake. It didn't seem to matter what sort of event was going on, it felt as though some official somewhere wanted him there... just in case.

The trip into Kalispell was short, as usual. Corey had opted to pay a cab for simplicity sake. The modest downtown area was bustling as much as the small city could but the two of them managed to find a decent looking enough hole in the wall in which to facilitate their need for alcohol. With little wait, the duo found themselves in conversation in a corner booth of said bar.

"... and just like that, here I am." Corey said, shrugging as he paused just long enough to bring his beer bottle up to his lips to be finished off. "The HR director thought I had applied for a security position." He chuckled lightly, sliding the empty beer bottle over to the small collection he had already gotten going. He was a big man. Corey could put down his alcohol. "I still get looks from people when they come into the nurse's office."