Room 215 - Monday evening

[defeats_buses]

Prince Edward was going out. Did he not deserve a glass or two of fine wine?! Of course he did! Ahhhhh, but it had felt wonderfully lovely to defeat the undead and he was going to celebrate!

If he could just find his other boot. And try not to pout while doing it. And if his roommate were ever around, he could possibly help him search for it.

"Ooooh

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[fabulous_secret]

"Looking for something?" Adora asked, popping her head in the doorway, a smile impossible to keep away. She'd missed Edward while she was busy playing She-Ra versus the zombies all weekend, and she was repressing whatever that had been with Hannibal earlier.

[defeats_buses]

He spun around, towards the doorway. "Oh! Adora! I am indeed. I am afraid I've lost my boot. A dreadful shame as I was going out. Ahhhh, but you look lovely! You are well?"

[fabulous_secret]

"I am very well, and you're looking rather dashing this evening," she told him. "Though, I am sorry to hear about your boot. Where were you going?"

[defeats_buses]

"Ah, thank you," he preened. "I was going to celebrate! Should you like to come with me? If I can find my boot that is..."