Diego Morales is a leaky indie folk faucet. 💧 (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} morale) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} gooseberry, |
Diego arrives alone, and takes a deep breath as he surveys the atrium. Mina really outdid herself. He knows what Ravi's mask looks like, and that's his only clue starting out. Earlier that day between classes they had shown one another their masks, fawned over the details. Diego got an impromptu history lesson on plague doctors, and then they confirmed the final rules of their game. Passwords, what to say if they needed to call it off for any reason, what was considered cheating, and where to meet at the end of the night for the conclusion of the story.
No matter what, he's committing to this. As Diego walks in he gives his cape a distinguished flourish. Ideally, Ravi is watching him enter, but honestly, who knows. There are a lot of little black masks out there, and everyone is completely beyond recognition. It's a little dizzying.
Diego's (relative) anonymity and the narrative he and Ravi built have him in a peculiar mindset. Conversations with him might be... eccentric.