Ranpo was at Poe’s house, cuddled up under a thick fluffy blanket that is his favorite and waiting for Poe. Ranpo was huffing and grumbling about something, whether it be that Poe still wasn’t paying attention to him or something else, who knew, but he got up from the couch and made his way to Poe’s “writing room” as he calls it. Ranpo flings the door open, still wrapped in the blanket though surprisingly.

“Ed! Poe!” Ranpo shouts slightly, before shuffling over to Poe’s desk.