Room 303, Saturday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

Last night hadn't been anywhere near bad, if somewhat confusing in how up front it was (and Arthur had thought he'd gotten used to, and appreciative, of how straightforward the island was) and so by the time Arthur finally reached his room, he wasn't in too bad a mood.

It was slightly hampered by the fact that his roommate wasn't around (... all right, he had to admit, something might be off if he was thinking that) but he chose not to think much of it.

Rather, he took a perch on his bed and flopped back, idly rubbing at his own stomach.

[[ for two people, please! ]]

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[thatsamilkshake]

Francine let him pull her up, but the withdrew her hand, darting a guilt-stricken look at both of them. "Sorry. I'm sorry!" Then she turned tail and fled, yanking the door open so fast that it scraped along her arm, but at that point, she really didn't care.

[bitchprince]

"Merlin," Arthur snarled, through his teeth, "I said leave. You can return to your duties tomorrow morning."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I--I didn't mean--" Merlin looked like a fish gasping for air on land for a moment before he fled as well.

[bitchprince]

Arthur fell back on his bed as soon as they'd left, glaring a hole in the ceiling.

Well. That, at least, had effectively killed the mood.