Hello, love! My name is Eleanor Calder. I'm only nineteen, but I've already found my dream job; working as the stylist for the popular boy band, One Direction.
Disclaimer: I am not the real Eleanor Calder nor am I claiming to be her, this is strictly for roleplay.
Niall quickly made his bed as he was sure Eleanor wouldn’t want to see it like that. He had actually never really spoken to her properly but she was always about to help with wardrobe malfunctions and what not. She seemed nice and surprised when Niall asked her to design something for him but he hoped he could bring her out of her shell a little. He turned the xbox on and played video games to pass the time, after about 15 minutes he heard a soft knock on the door so the irish blonde paused his game and jumped up. Walking over to the door he smiled and opened it revealing the pretty brunette. “Hiya Eleanor! How’s you?” he smiled and invited her in.
Eleanor jumped slightly as the door was suddenly opened, revealing Niall & a small view into his room. She wasn’t expecting him to answer so quickly, but it saved her the trouble of standing outside for ages, waiting awkwardly by herself. Shaking off the thoughts, she stepped inside of the room with a shy smile & murmured, “I’m quite alright.. how are you? Thank you for inviting me over, by the way.” Eleanor smiled at him once more before moving over to the sofa & taking a seat. Though the two hadn’t really talked much before, she could already tell that Niall would be fun to hang out with & a potentially nice friend. “So, would you rather me take your measurements now or just..” She trailed off, tilting her head to the side as she waited for his response.
Eleanor & Niall || Measurements
Eleanor was a bit surprised at Niall’s request for her to design something for him, but she was flattered nonetheless. The other boys didn’t seem to notice her much or ask questions about her life when they did talk. Shaking off the thoughts with a smile, the brunette moved about her messy room, collecting her measuring tape & her notepad that she used during the concert fittings before leaving her room, padding down the hallway in the direction of Niall’s room. As she walked along, Eleanor glanced at the room numbers & repeated them in her mind, clutching her notepad tighter as she got closer & closer to Niall’s room. She was always too shy at first, but hopefully he wouldn’t mind. Eleanor stopped in front of his door & used her free hand to knock lightly on the wood then took a step back, glancing in both directions of the empty hallway.
