status: open to all location: tribute center bar tw: drinking
it was late--probably later than dante should have been up considering that he had to be up bright and early to help train this year's tributes. something that still left a bitter taste in his mouth, all things considered. in truth, he'd love nothing more than to tell the capitol to fuck off with that particular job assignment--but after the little display in the stables the other day?
it was better to keep his mouth shut.
things had calmed down since then, or at least calmed down as much as it could for this time of year. but despite that, those images still played in dante's head on a loop. he was self-aware enough to assume it was part of the reason he was still awake at this hour--aware enough to know it is why there was a strong drink in his hand. the center was quiet and he had assumed that most everyone had gone to sleep by now. but evidently not.
"no rest for the wicked?"













