Thanatos woke up and wondered how long he'd slept with the realization dawning on him that today was *that* day. He didn't even want to go downstairs, but he suspected he owed Eris that much.
He didn't know what to wear as he stared at his heavy robes hanging over a chair; it seemed to hot for them or anything he usually wore which consisted of dark colours and warm textures. So he decided for this evening, if only for this evening, he'd dress in white because to thwart the heat.