for: dorian @olympicvalor] what: reed freaking out as they wait to enter a tokyo club
he feels unusually paranoid, it's the worst part of being away from the island for reed. he has somewhat of an ego, he knows that, but that's not what has him feeling like people might recognize him. it's the feeling that people are watching and waiting for him to slip up. he can feel camera flashes in his face all over again, but it's just the bright lights of the neon city up above.
he feels itchy and like he wants to go back home. back to the one place where he's been allowed to be regular, or as regular as a demigod could be.
the possibility of being singled out has him on edge.
“sorry,” he says to dorian, knowing that he isn't being his usual self. he wanted to get to know the guy more, have fun with him out in the real world. but the real world is his least favorite place. it's only ever tolerable when they have some kind of mission, something else to focus on.
they're waiting in line for a club, and reed is practically shrinking inward, his shoulders hiked up and his head down.
“jesus, i'm the worst travel buddy ever, huh?” it's said with a self deprecating little laugh, tinged with bitterness. “i'll get it together soon, i swear, man.”
he breathes out and raises an eyebrow at dorian as he brushes their shoulders together, trying to relax. “maybe a little kiss will make me feel better. get me in the partying mood.”