Remnants of Midnight

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Potions and Passions

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Who We Are: Arthur and you!
What [or Who ;)] We do: An embarrassing book signing [open]
When We Do It: April 23rd
Where We Do It: Mysterious bookstore in town and then various locations
How We Do It: I'll match
Why You Shouldn't Watch Us Do It: Grumpy Brits and possibly fluffy smut later? Who knows.

Signing
Well... it was an improvement over his last birthday here, but that wasn't saying much. Arthur had been supplementing his income rather neatly writing (ridiculously kinky) romance novels under the pseudonym of Alice Hyde since September. It was mostly due to embarrassment that he'd kept the little fact a secret and until now his publisher had indulged him (probably because he pushed out books so quickly). But when he'd skipped a few months... well, the man decided in his absence that a signing would be a good idea.

His idea for getting around the fact that Arthur certainly didn't look like a 'Miss Alice' was brilliant. And the nation hated him a little for it.

Correction, a lot.

Because one potent potion, a trip to the salon, a dress, and a pair of heels later, 'Alice Hyde' was seated at her bookstore table forcing herself to smile as she held a pen in perfectly manicured hands, accepting another copy of her newest book, Potions and Passions, to sign. "And who should I make this out to?" she ask before looking up.

Evening
The potion thankfully didn't wear off mid-event like they'd worried it might, thus the extra strong dose, but it hadn't worn off by the time evening fell either. Just how long was it going to last?

Stepping out the back door of the bookstore once everything was finished and the last of the lingerers gone, she pulled the clip from her hair with a groan. Putting it up was practical, yes, but damn did she have a headache.

"Mint Bunny is going to laugh his furry ass off," she muttered, turning towards home. "Spending my birthday as a bloody girl. The sales had better be worth it."