bigdamndestiny: (thinking about it)
This had been a very, very very odd day so far. And Merlin was going to simply scream if the frustration didn't go away soon. He kept thinking about blond hair and muscles and soft curves in pink and it was all jumbled up to the point where he wasn't sure what was what anymore.

So, he made up his mind to go talk to Francine.

Talk. Yes.

Perhaps he ought to look up when he stormed on down the hallway.

[[For the girl!]]
bigdamndestiny: (in bed)
Maybe it was the sugar crash that came from a sundae as massive as Dinah encouraged him to get that had Merlin already abed. Or maybe it was him still getting used to the winter dark.

Either way, when he woke up, he was in dire need of a glass of water.

Truly.

So, he set about the cold and arduous task of rolling out of bed and into the hallway for just that.


[[For a drunken Prince, please!]]

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