starter: closed where: the ball, snow’s mansion who: dami & curio ( @gladiatefm )
morphling was a substance that many knew, many were fearful to touch but was in abundance within the capitol. it was used to numb aches and pains, and could be a danger to those who used it in excess. as he found himself in a quiet hallway of the mansion, he knew that utlimately there was no way in hell he was truly ever alone in the capitol. it’s something he hated about being in the city. in some respect, in some way, he always had to have his guard up. but he found that guard slipping in the moment, staring down at the small bottle and sterile needle laying in his lap. the buzzing in his head was thunderous, loud, so loud that he hadn’t heard the footsteps approach. instead, as a shadow discended upon him, dami felt himself jump and clutch the bottle tighter in an attempt to hide it. “-- curio. what’s up?” he said, voice shaking slightly as he struggled to regain his carefully crafted mask of professionality.