Vlad had always been the more wear-whatever-you-felt-comfortable-in type. Hell, he walked around the mansion in various states of partially dressed often, and just generally wasn't too concerned with what he wore. Still, that didn't mean he couldn't put in an effort.
Besides, it was Valentines day, definitely the day to show you cared and could put in the effort to be romantic. Well, he'd try at least, he wasn't sure if he could pull it off, but that remained to be seen.
So he'd left he'd left the traditional roses by her door in the morning with a card telling her to clear up her evening tonight and at what time he'd stop by her door. He'd managed to dress it up a little with a dress shirt and blazer (thank you mom for insisting he needed one in his closet) and arrived on time (give or take a minute) with a knock on her door.
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