Bored.
Thank you. I’ll be waiting.
/A little while later he shows up in the living room she mentioned, Twister tucked under one arm and hands full of bottles. Rum and wine as requested, though he'd nabbed one red and one white since he didn't know her preferences. Setting them down, he glanced around for her./ I come bearing great tidings and booze. Wherefore art thou, oh Morgana?














