Darkheart sighs as he opens the door to his small apartment. He takes off his hat and sets it down on the side table. His day was rough enough already running away from Illumina this morning. He may be a coward but he's still alive! That's what he believed! If he ran, so what? There was no point in trying to clear up the mess he made in the first place....
Looking around, he notices a figure lying down on the couch. It was Fortune asleep on his stomach. Although that didn't bother him, what did bother him was who was sitting next to him... Firebrand
"We don't recall letting you into this place..."
Firebrand looks away from Fortune to look Darkheart in the eyes. It wasn't the stoic, happy go giddy Firebrand he knew right now. It was a very sad and regretful looking King of Crossroads.
Darkheart huffs in annoyance
"He doesn't know what you did-"
"I tried everything I cou-"
Fortune stirred, and the two Deities stopped in their tracks. Darkheart let's out a sigh of relief when Fortune doesn't wake up and rubs the bridge of his nose.
"As much as Fortune likes you, you cannot stay...we want you out..."
With that, Firebrand left without a word...