Characters Mari and Ciaran
Setting After the dance, Rienzi doorm
Content NSFW
Summary Mari pays Ciaran a visit to find out his excuse for ditching the dance.



Drinking on the quodpot field was all well and good, almost traditional after a dance but something was niggling Mari the more intoxicated she became. For sure it had been an interesting night, but it had lacked her new favourite seriel killer to give it that murderous edge. Getting to her feet, she excused herself from the group and wandered back up to the dorms, stumbling slightly either from the vodka or the high heels. When she reached Ciaran's room she had the sense not to knock his door down at 1 AM but the incessant soft knocking was sure to wake him up and be twice as annoying.

She stood, swaying slightly and listening to any signs of movement on the otherside of the door, all the while continuing the knocking. She probably wasn't disturbing anyone, it was Valentines. Everyone was probably still out or otherwise occupied. Maybe Ciaran was occupied. She snorted and secretly oped she might be interrupting something. Maybe giving Emilie a birthday present.

By now she was full on giggling, a glitter covered hand smothering her mouth.

"Shhh" she whispered and waited for the door to be answered.