#usually he has a wife/kids but we'll say for this scenario that he's a lifelong bachelor

[someotherdog]

eoin didn't know how he let his old law professor talk him into being a guest speaker. maybe it was because he felt he was indebted to his professor, one of his favorites back in graduate school. maybe, after almost a decade and a half as a defense lawyer, he was getting a little bored. eoin agreed to the request after a day of hemming and hawing, but he spent every moment after accepting dreading it. what was he to even talk about? how to spend your thirties paying off your student loans with the meager salary of an attorney? no, he was supposed to entice students to join the law program. his old professor gave a parameter for the lecture, but eoin was the one that actually had to write it. when the day finally came, he still wasn't confident. despite his profession, he was never much for speechwriting, and he just had to hope for the best in the end. once he was actually at the podium, it had been easier than he expected, but he came away from it feeling like he hadn't done much to sway the students either way. in fact, he was pretty sure he saw one of them fall asleep as he lectured. finally done with it, eoin had been walking down the hallway to his car, grateful that it was over and cursing that he had just wasted three hours of his life, when he suddenly stopped short. the woman was a boulder in the middle of the river, shocking eoin that he didn't knock her over. "oh! ah, hello." his brows creased at her introduction, an amused smirk growing over his face. "well, it's nice to meet you, indigo." he shook her offered hand firmly. "i'm eoin." she probably already knew that, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to be polite. "really? i'm glad you were paying attention, at least. everyone else seemed to be using my lecture as naptime." eoin chuckled lightly, so he wouldn't seem like a bitter asshole. "are you interested in being a criminal defense lawyer one day?"

open to: anyone!

plot: indie has been taking a few extracurricular classes while debating on applying for a graduate program, and today she went to a lecture and was stunned by the incredibly attractive guest speaker, desperate to get to know them on a more personal level.

     “hey!” indigo called after them, running up behind the guest speaker in attempts to grab their attention in the least desperate-seeming way possible. “hello?” shouting at the complete stranger felt unsettling but oddly comforting at the same time, after all, they weren’t her professor but they also weren’t a colleague. the fine line between the two dangling like a sweet treat before her very eyes. if you asked, indie truly couldn’t tell you what had come over her, but the moment she laid eyes on the guest speaker, they had her uninterrupted attention and focus for the entire three hour lecture. something that was a near impossible feat these days, as most lectures bored her half to death. finally catching up and matching pace with them, she carefully took a step in their path, making them stop in their tracks as she thrust out her hand. “hi, i—” she laughed breathlessly, “i wanted to personally introduce myself. indigo edmunds. i loved your lecture.”