/leaves a bottle of wine and a plate of cookies at your door with a note that says: "Happy Valentine's love, meet me at mine's when you wake up, I'll be waiting~ ♥"
God was she exhausted. The lush didn’t think she would ever get out of bed, not even if the damn dragons came back again. Nope she was definitely not getting—
Bang bang bang!
Ugh. Could that goddamn neighbor of her’s be any louder? Stumbling out of bed was not her idea of fun, especially with the state of her home being so slovenly, but Cana managed to make it to the front door to investigate the source of the noise. Of course it turned out to be nothing, much to her vast irritation, and when she set back to closing the door to go back to sleep, a lone pile on the threshold of her abode caught her eye.
Her favorite wine and a familiar scent of cookies piqued her interest, leaving her to venture what the little note contained atop the offering. She recognized the penmanship, the little cutesy swirled of each letter written upon fresh parchment, the kind only a certain someone favored for writing a certain literature piece.
Her bed would be empty for this night- and perhaps the next. Another required her presence, and Cana didn’t plan to sit idle while her girlfriend remained without company. Because if it weren’t for Lucy, the lush predicted a bottle of whiskey and a sad breakup song would have been the only company she would have received, and that just wasn’t in the cards for Cana.
Tonight the card mage would do what she could, and create a scene of fun and pleasure for just the two of them, if only for this day of sacred love.