WIP Whenever I Want (59th Games)
it's literally almost wednesday anyway but whatever
i have been absolutely slammed with schoolwork and have had no time to work on anything fun and creative. i've been slacking on the 59th Games as a result, and i am sad about it. i need more motivation. throw tomatoes at me pls 🙏
anyway, here's a chunk of the D5 callahan twins' reaping morning.
Eos and Helios Callahan had watched the sun rise on Reaping Day from their separate bedrooms, pressed against the adjoining wall so they were still watching it together. Their mother kept the doors locked at night. She always got antsy if the doors weren't locked, so they couldn't sneak into each other's rooms. But they had discovered when they were very little that they could whisper through the wall, and thus be near nonetheless. It was comforting, to be so close in a house that always felt too big for three.
Eos tapped on the wall.
“Are you still there?” She whispered, rubbing her eyes. They had been sitting almost all night, and her neck hurt.
“Yeah,” came her twin brother's quiet answer.
They sat in silence a second longer. The sun painted the sky, making the clouds glow like red splotches against it. Eos turned at the sound of her bedroom door’s lock clicking. She heard a twin click at Helios’s door and jumped up, running out.
Theia, their mother, was standing in the hallway, holding a keyring. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept either, and the way she was slouched made it seem like the keys in her fingers weighed a hundred pounds.
“Already up?” She said, looking at her daughter as if she was only half aware that she was there. Eos immediately wrapped her in a hug, burying her face in her mother's shirt. She felt her mom step back, then return the gesture. When she pulled away, she could see her brother Helios trudging out of his room. His dark hair was a rat’s nest, and his undereyes were almost blue against his pale skin.
“Good morning,” Theia sighed, gesturing to her son to join the hug. He did, quiet. It seemed as though their mother held them a little tighter than usual today.
