@divineholdings location: outside the zeus cabin notes: october event!
Adam just had to keep his mind from fucking spinning out. They all kinda did, he figured. Adam was out for his morning jog when the idea came to him, pushing through the cold film of fog that swam around him as the son of Zeus jostled the ozone itself with every stride. The idea was how he’d hit up a few novelty stores, a craft one, blew a bunch of money he still didn’t understand the conversion on - then landed outside his old place.
Their old place.
His brother inside.
“Eyo!” Adam called to Raúl from outside, he lifted a couple of bags, each of them brimming with Halloween supplies fit to deck the Zeus cabin out like a bonafide haunted house. “I got some stuff…” Sometimes it felt like the camp was looking to the sons of Zeus for direction, guidance. Adam didn’t have any answers for them, Raúl probably didn’t either, but loss didn’t mean they stopped living their lives. “I’ve uh… I’ve never done anything like this, but I thought you’d maybe understand? Like… maybe you’re the only one who might?" Heavy was the head, and all that.
“You feel like transforming this place?” Adam gestured with his chin toward the cabin, his mouth quirked, signature smirk falling into place, “Together?”