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Morgana was always the type to frequent bars, however Akira had insisted. He had been accusing him of badgering lately, Morgana couldn’t refute, as much as he wanted to. However, as much as he wanted to reprimand Akira for his poor attentiveness to rest, especially in the Metaverse. Morgana was feeling a little nostalgic, it had been a while since he had visited his favourite club, Club Escapade. While it is bar adjacent, he couldn’t resist the glowing lights and funky music.
As soon as he entered, he was pulled in by a familiar voice. “What brings you to this side of town?” it was unmistakable, that overly honeyed tone. The blond was slightly disheveled and his tone had a hint of slurring. This was his ex, Teddie. Oh no. Morgana felt pained to look at his face, his features were so soft and kissable. Despite this, he did not feel an ounce of regret for breaking it off. “I can’t look at you the same anymore, after what you did” Morgana sorrowfully lamented. He could never forgive him, ever.
“Come on, Mona-baby, don’t be like that,” Teddie insisted “Give me a kiss” Morgana automatically grimaced. Teddie might be handsome, but he would not kiss him after his betrayal. He would hide the fact that he contemplated it, though. Teddie had seemed to completely miss at reading the room though, he was ushering Morgana to take a seat next to him. Reluctantly, he obliged, hesitantly sitting next to him. Teddie stared into his eyes, longingly. The noirette was encapsulated in the profound ocean of his eyes. Teddie discreetly ordered them both drinks, although he had been there for far longer.
It was too late until he noticed that this was a trap. Teddie had been not so subtly growling at Morgana. He should’ve noticed this sooner but, Morgana would plainly show his displeasure back. It was like a rally of glares, perhaps revenge for Morgana’s lack of intimacy in their earlier exchange. He couldn’t sit still and let this happen. He brandished his claws, they had been sharpened to a formidable extent. His intent reached Teddie, he felt threatened by his excellence. His nails scraped and sunk into Teddie’s silky fur, cutting deep into the flesh. He was swift, and rapid with his strikes, Teddie couldn’t match up to his superiority. He didn’t yield until Teddie lay limp on the ground. “Goodbye, Teddie” he whispered into his ear.