In his haste to figure everything out, to make it all perfect, Vincent had forgotten the most important thing. Rayleigh was not the type to be moved by all this nonsense. She didn’t give a flying fuck about fancy meals, or cologne, or even nice...dresses.

“FUCK” The word left his mouth in a hiss as he bolted from his seat. “VINCENT CAIN, FOR ONE OF THE WORLD’S SMARTEST MEN YOU CAN BE A DUMBASS SOMETIMES” he growled to himself as he burst out the mess hall to the main hallways of the first floor. Maybe there was hope, he could sneak into Ray’s room, snatch the dress and note, and hopefully make some tacos and turn the whole thing into a significantly more low key affair.

He crept quietly on his tip toes as he slunk around the hall, turning a corner and pausing in front of Rays door. He thought about just barging in, but years of ROM-COM anime had taught him that was a recipe for possible accidental disaster. Instead he gave a simple knock…praying Ray was missing.

“Uh…Ray?” He silently hoped she was off taking a bath or something; the last thing he needed her to see was him in this silly formal attire looking like an asshole.