WHO: Euterpe & Mozart WHEN: Just before midnight, Tuesday WHERE: Mozart's place WHAT: Midnight feasts! Because why not? WARNINGS: Euterpe's raging crush?
When Euterpe knocked on Wolfgang's door, it was a quarter to twelve. She'd actually planned to get there a little earlier for their strange feast, but she figured that since it was still before midnight she was still fine.
Euterpe had a plastic bag in each hand, both filled with all sorts of snack foods - and a few things slightly more substantial - and she was wearing a t-shirt she was sure that Wolfgang would appreciate.
(Or, at least, she hoped he would. Although if he didn't she might have to take it off and wearing nothing but her bra... Euterpe was suddenly considering the idea that having to dispose of the shirt wouldn't be such a terrible thing. Wolfgang might not be able to resist a topless Muse. She chided herself silently to stop that!)
When the door open, Euterpe smiled brightly at the composer. "Good evening!"