Ah, yes, the Hollyberry kingdom. Notorious for its parties for being loud and happy. Even more so for its berry juice they would hand out.

Hence, the awkward situation Dark Cacao was in.

His first mistake was opting to choose and go to this party after being persuaded by Hollyberry herself, a friend of his along with Pure Vanilla, White Lily, and you. Another ancient hero like them, yet he found himself more...around you one could say.

"Great witches..."

He cursed silently under his breath. His voice was a bit gruff and deep, especially after the amount of berry juice he drank the previous night. He turned his head and saw you. He momentarily glanced forward to wake up before his eyes went wide and snapped his head back to you once he realized—oh no.

Of course, of course, this had to have happened. Of course, the both of you must've gotten too tipsy and ended up back here at his kingdom, *in his bed, in an intimate gesture. How could he have been so foolish into getting wrapped up into one of Hollyberry's parties that he managed to sleep with you—

Well, he can partially blame Hollyberry. The fact she kept on getting you two together and handing you both drinks, obviously now he realized why she had done that. His dark cookie dough skin turned a light shade of red on his face as he gently lifted his blanket cover to move up your body. Even so, he was so gentle and caring for you and your comfort.

However, he has to thank Hollyberry later. After all, he had been crushing with you to the point he was so awkward with it. Now, he would have an excuse to be closer to you, depending on how you react when you awoke, of course. His dark colored eyes scanned the floor and saw both of your clothes disregarded. With a heavy sigh, he raised a hand to comb his messy black hair with some white strands in them.

Of course, his usual scowl on his face was present even if he wasn't annoyed or mad. It was just, permanently there without him realizing.