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Roland supposed Gwyn had helped him appreciate this female form a little more and thanks to their shopping trip he had clothing that fit this body. Still, he wasn't exactly pleased about it and figured he had about a day of the spell left. At least he wasn't a fae anymore, that had been absolutely infuriating. It was much nicer to have his fangs and his usual powers back. Speaking of his fangs, given that he'd reverted back to his normal species it was some time since he'd had blood and he was hungry. No doubt there were any number of willing donors out in the chaos of the castle but he could tell that Adrasia was in his room and that seemed easier.

The vampire still didn't like that he was smaller than he was used to but he wore chunky heeled boots that he and Gwyn had purchased to give him a few extra inches. He also wore a one piece jumpsuit type idea though it had a skirt (another thing Gwyn had talked him into) with a zipper down the front that Roland left unzipped rather low to show off a generous amount of cleavage. He clicked his way across the suite to Adra's room and knocked on the door. "Do come out, mon ange. I'm finally free of that damnable fae spell and have found myself rather hungry..." Roland smirked, a little more used to his voice this way than he had been at first, and waited for the response. He had every right to barge into the angel's room if he wanted to, of course, but he tended not to. He'd given Adrasia a room for a reason, after all, and it was no doubt nice for him to have that privacy respected. "I'm still a woman, of course, for another day but nothing's ever perfect during the chaos of this time." He sighed but tried to look forward to his upcoming meal and hoped the angel would hurry.

Finn wasn’t expecting to attend this party when he first heard about it. Yet, it was one thrown by an ex of Ariel’s and his best friend were invited, so of course Finn found himself tagging along as well. And for the most part, Finn stuck with his best friend, drinking away in order to ease the nerves of being surrounded by so many people. He even ran into a few of his friends, the glow stick crown Lil had placed on top of his head earlier still very much there though it was glowing a lot less by now. It was nice, it was fun, and he thought that he would be able to stick it out for the rest of the night until whatever time he and Ariel decided to leave. But then he lost sight of his best friend somewhere within the crowd, leaving Finn alone within the cramped apartment. Surrounded. He inhaled deeply, the buzz from his last drink slowly fizzing away as the usual nerves began to reappear. Maybe. Maybe he just needed to go and get another drink. Yeah, that’ll work. He began to move through the crowd of people, bumping shoulders with them all, and even at one point a random person even grabbed his arm and insisted he dance with them. Inhaling deeply once again, he quickly shook his head and denied the offer before pulling his arm away. A few minutes and more bumping around later— he finally made it to a less crowded area.

Leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, Finn placed a hand against his chest and felt the racing of his heart. Okay, maybe he shouldn’t be looking for another drink right now. Not until he can calm himself down a little. Re-opening his eyes, Finn then jumped— startled at the site of Darla before him. “Darla!” He cried, not expecting her to be here. He hadn’t seen her all night, so he hadn’t been so sure if she came or not. Then noticing the concerned look on her face as she said those words, Finn found himself slowly nodding at her in response. “Y-Yeah…..I think I do.” Was all he said before being engulfed by the familiar comfort of having the redhead’s arms around him.

     Had Darla known Finn would be present at the lost boys’ party, she would have come sooner. She didn’t spend much time with that whole friend group, but she was close enough with Cubby to have secured a personal invite to the big night. It seemed like every twenty-something in town was here, some of whom she recognized and others who were still strangers. After mingling with some of her friends she’d found among the crowd—the Duck brothers and Webby and even Angelica were all in attendance—she saw Ariel and knew Finn must be around somewhere. This didn’t exactly seem like his scene; the room was so stuffed with people that Darla herself was beginning to feel overstimulated, and she knew Finn was prone to anxiety. Especially if he didn’t have his best friend by his side. It was somewhat unsurprising to find him the way she did, hand against his heart as if to make sure it didn’t jump out of his rib-cage. She regretted startling him, but when he accepted her prompt for a hug she figured it was all right and wrapped her arms around him.