Favorite things.
season: fall. It’s his birthday (sort of) and also his favorite holiday.
pie: shepherd’s.
fruit: grapes.
ice cream flavor: chocolate, if only bc I doubt there were many other tastes in the 20s if at all.
breakfast food: a cigarette and a fresh glass of G & T.
alcoholic drink: gin and tonic, hangs down, fight him over it. If there isn’t any, scotch will do.
soda flavor: none.
scent: cigarette smoke, salt water/the ocean, Jade perfume (it’s a ladies’ perfume, but Cal wears it rubbed into the lapel of his jacket).
flowers: carnations.
animal: birds! Cal actually owns a lovebird that he keeps in his, er... apartment/hotel room combo.
movie: The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari. He loves horror and particularly loves German Expressionism.
tv show: nonexistent.
book: Cal is nearly entirely illiterate (he can read at second grade level?), so... no books. He does appreciate poetry, though - especially when it’s short and memorable.
superhero: nonexistent.
fairy tale: anything involving creatures of the ocean. Selkies, mermaids - you name it, he loves it.
genre of music: it’s not like he has a lot to choose from - but his favorite contemporary artist is Annette Hanshaw (re: lovebird: he named it that).
genre of movies: horror!
genre of books: see above.
Pick one.
hot or cold
juice or soda
tv or movie
movie or book
late night talk shows or reality tv
twitter or instagram
trees or flowers
philosophy or psychology
ocean or lake
water park or amusement park
cats or dogs
fresh water or sparkling water
sugar or honey
cookies or candy
bath or shower
morning or night
running or walking
piercings or tattoos
frozen yogurt or ice cream
vanilla or chocolate
caramel or butterscotch
art or music
t-shirt or button down
text or call
ghosts or aliens
Have they ever.
ridden a motorcycle: never.
stolen something: probably. Other than being an incredibly poor and rebellious teen, suppose Cal had to steal during the war, on occasion, both because he needed to and, lbr, because he could.
eaten an entire pizza by themselves: not likely.
made a prank call: nope.
broken a bone: does having your kneecap shattered by shrapnel count?
fallen asleep during a concert or movie: never - he’d be too engaged to.
walked out of a movie because it was so bad: he gets to see so few films as it is - this isn’t exactly the “walk out on a bad film” era.
been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours: no. He’s not much of a phone person and it isn’t much of a phone era.
dined & dashed: probably?
held a gun: every day during and since the War. In current times, he owns a Smith & Wesson, a 1911 and a Lee Enfield fitted with telescopic sights.
ding dong ditched: no.
gone skinny dipping: not in a long time, but definitely. It’s all about having the right company.
cried during a movie: don’t think so - but they weren’t exactly making sappy sad films at the time.
smuggled food into a movie: nope.
lied to get a job: no, but maybe he should have. Could have spared himself getting involved with the gangsters who run the Ballroom.
practiced lines in from of a mirror: definitely, yes. The persona he put together for the Ballroom didn’t come together overnight - it required he practice everything into perfection. His accent, his choice of words, the manner in which he carries himself, the songs he knows, the topics he’s supposedly educated on...
tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: gentlemen don’t practice such foolish acts.
been kicked out of somewhere: uh... not recently, at least. Not since he moved to the US.
been on a blind date: no.
ghosted someone: does his family back in England count?
bragged about something they haven’t done: I’m not sure if I’d call it bragging - but yes, Cal lies all the time.
said i love you without meaning it: no.
gotten in a fight: yes - but not recently, or, rather: the fights he’d gotten himself into more recently weren’t because he wanted to fight anyone. It’s just part of the job. He used to box for a brief period in his teens, but that doesn’t really count either. He’d get into a lot of fights at that time, regardless.
fallen asleep on a bus: no.
Miscellaneous.
how do they take their tea or coffee: Cal will always take tea over coffee; black, strong, with cream and a bit of lemon.
what is their ideal date: sit with him at the beach. Share grand, fantastical stories and intimate little truths with one another. Let the chilly Atlantic water lick at your bare feet. Hold his hand - maybe let him sing you a tune or two. Lie on the soft wet sand and kiss him tenderly.
what are some of their guilty pleasures: his entire life, at this stage, is basically a guilty pleasure. Think he can afford all those nice suits? Grand selection of cuff links and ties? The lavish hotel room he lives in? All the booze he drinks? He can’t even afford a small lick of it.
longest they’ve stayed up for: probably several days, probably during the War. It wasn’t unusual for him to man a position for days on end without relief.
greatest talent: a fine vocalist, a great conversationalist, an exceptional marksman, a decent fisherman, a pseudo-poet.
strange habits: I’m not sure that he has any, if I’m being honest. He puts gin in his tea sometimes?
can they do a handstand: no.
can they cook: he’ll burn a goddamned salad if you leave him alone with it for more than a minute. Long story short: fuck no.
do they have allergies: none.
do they believe in love in first sight: yes and no. The short answer is yes; the long answer is, he’s kind of disheartened and isn’t sure about it anymore but, at the same time, is still the same romantic sap he always was.
have any special talents: all the ones mentioned above; additionally, he can put a white-hot iron rod out on his tongue (and also cigarettes). How? More importantly: why? You’ll have to ask him.
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