Baltimore, Wednesday
Oct. 14th, 2020 09:03 pmIt had been four days. Four days since Haven, four days since Duke had refused to even look at her after he'd seen the worst of her. Just like she'd thought he would.
The first day had been a desperate haze of alcohol. The second had been taken up by a hangover.
The third had felt like a void.
Like nothing.
And today... Today Octavia felt like she had to do something. To feel something, something sharp enough to cut through the last four days, something sharp enough to rival an "I don't care" from the most important person in the multiverse. She wanted it to hurt.
And, well.
An impulse decision to walk into a tattoo parlour was several steps above the choices she'd made in similar situations, before.
[ooc: NFB, NFI.]
The first day had been a desperate haze of alcohol. The second had been taken up by a hangover.
The third had felt like a void.
Like nothing.
And today... Today Octavia felt like she had to do something. To feel something, something sharp enough to cut through the last four days, something sharp enough to rival an "I don't care" from the most important person in the multiverse. She wanted it to hurt.
And, well.
An impulse decision to walk into a tattoo parlour was several steps above the choices she'd made in similar situations, before.
[ooc: NFB, NFI.]