Being right in the middle of writing a novel, sitting at his desk in a dimly lit office with lit candles across the desk, a visit is the last thing he would expect at this time.

Hearing the door open as it shut with a click, Poe flinched, his eyes darting towards you as some of the ink of his pen sprawled across the page.

"Oh!" He exclaimed in surprise, as he looked down at the unfinished word on his paper, before looking back up at you.

"What a.. surprise." He murmured afterwards.