The Universe's Mixer

(Note: Takes place directly after the Halloween Gala and slight adult content warning)

Effie bit her lip as she lit the last candle in the bedroom, blowing out the match and setting it aside before nervously sliding her hands down her long night gown. She blushed as she played with her long red curls, nervous hands smoothing down the strands. Soft, classical music was laying, fresh, clean sheets on the bed, warmed by a heater. She had taken care in showering and dressing, wanting everything to be...perfect. Yes, this might not truly be her first time, and she had vague, drunken memories of the actual one...but this was close enough that she was scared, more Effie then Enigma.

She just hoped she was okay...

Taking a breath, she pressed the intercom down to Bruce’s lab, her bare feet rubbing over each other in their anxiety.

( Romanticon )