Those Shoes With That Shirt? Really?

Edward ran a hand through his hair, it was currently dark red and styled so it spiked up, while looking out down the street.  He wasn’t entirely sure what he was supposed to be doing, or where the rest of his Cohort was but that didn’t matter. What mattered was the two sitting a little ways off in front of him at a table all to their selves, acting as if they had the outdoor seats at whatever that restaurant over there was all to themselves. Not that he mattered, they obviously weren’t in a relationship with how far apart they were sitting but my Gods they should be. He chuckled to himself and took out rubbed the ring on his right ring finger, knowing he was about to have some fun with these two.

Grinning to himself he flicked his wrist, concentrating on the two of them and well that was all he needed really. With the two aurora’s they were giving off it wasn’t long before things started to get a bit more intimate. All it took was one accidental hand touch while they were looking deeply into the other’s eyes and things went from there. Within seconds they went from looking at each other longingly, to holding one another and then onto kissing. Another match made in heaven, or a match made by him. Whichever it was he didn’t care, it was totally obvious and all he did was give it a little push to make the two happy. As he was no finished with his masterful plan he walked on by giving the two a sort of wolf whistle as he did, to his own amusement of course. The blushing faces they made were priceless and just what he needed.

As his work done he had no reason to stick around anymore, the spell would wear off soon but he was certain the two of them wouldn’t even notice a difference, their auroras were practically melting together. Laughing the son of Mithras fixed the collar on his blue aeropostale collared shirt that of course matched his khaki shorts, white Nike elites socks, and styling TOMS 'Brogue' Wingtip shoes. Obviously he looked the best out of anyone currently walking around the Forum and nobody in their right minds would challenge that. Sure, Edward may have been a son of the God of friendship which in its own right was pretty cool, and that may have meant he wanted everyone to be buddy buddy but it didn’t mean he didn’t know how good he looked. Which by the way was hella lot. Walking by a beautiful red head he winked only for her to giggle and keep walking. Oh yea, things were looking up. This day couldn’t get any better.