WHO: Eros and Psyche WHEN: Saturday night WHERE: Their place WHAT: Eros needs some mind control because he's whacked out and on edge. WARNING: TBD
Eros was feeling alone. After the previous weekend, the darkness had toyed with that. There had been a time when he'd first fallen for Psyche that she'd been tricked into thinking he was a monster. Of course he was a beautiful youth, but there was a devious side of Eros that came out when he'd been hurt or bastardized in front of others. Being told that his show was canceled was definitely a shot in the foot.
He'd walked off the set, dragging his belongings with him in a backpack. He'd been messing up arrows for the last week, purposefully making everything go wrong because the bad mood he was in was reflected in the arrows he let fly. Today was no different. As he stepped onto the subway car with the hood of his jacket pulled over his eyes, he watched the people who got aboard with him. There was a couple that sat just across from him, young and obnoxious with their sweet kisses and happy giggles. Usually, Eros jumped with this sort of thing, it made him giddy. Now it was almost as if the idea of love was a poison in his system. The two would be arguing by the time he stepped off the train and headed home. Hopefully Psyche sent Hedone home because she wouldn't like seeing her daddy in this kind of mood.