Who: Richard the Lionheart & Alexander the Great What: 'So how was your Valentine's?' ':|||||' When: Monday evening Where: Alex's place (?) Warnings: Language, probably excessive drinking, TBD
One of the things Alexander had always valued very highly was free will, being able to make his own choices about how things would go in his life. To have that taken away by a godling with a bow and arrow...he wouldn't say much where it could be seen or heard, but he'd seethed a lot internally once the spell had worn off and he'd found out.
He'd gone home that night, after another long day of craziness and wanting to pitch a stapler at the wall. He'd invited Richard to come over for a drink if he'd wanted, but even if the other man didn't show, he still planned on cracking open a bottle of whiskey and brooding for a little while.