- Open + Floor 55
All of the careless dancing, drunken fools and useless giggling conversations made Erebus sick. Not because she had drank any alcohol herself, the circus leader hadn’t touched a single drink or food being passed around since she instead had settled for standing in the shadows unmoving. She didn’t even know why she bothered to show up to the event dressed up, it wasn’t as if it was going to make her feel physically or mentally better about all the shit that she already had to deal with right now. Maybe she was just hoping for something to go horribly wrong, like the ceiling completely collapsing or everyone began to suddenly choke since whatever was being handed out was poisoned. Nothing, absolutely nothing of that sort seemed to be happening anytime soon, so Erebus settled for standing peevishly in her shadowed corner until some poor unfortunate soul decided to come near her bubble of brewing irritability. “Find another spot to drunkenly sulk over your pathetic life, this one’s already taken.”


















