Helene | Helen of Sparta (mynextmistake) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2020-05-04 22:35:00 |
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Current mood: | worried |
Entry tags: | briseis, helen of troy |
Who: Helena and Briseis
What: Escaping from Paris
When: Monday night
Where: Briseis' place
Warnings/Notes: TBA
Helen wasn't exactly subtle when she repeatedly buzzed up to Briseis' apartment. At least she hoped it was still Briseis' apartment! It had been when she was last in the city. Helen needed her friend now.
Paris had gotten her again, and Helen still wasn't sure how she had broken out of the curse this time. She just realised she had been completely duped and she needed to go. It had been all over her Instagram, loved up posts (that never showed Paris' face) about her partner she referred to as London. In the taxi over to Briseis' she had checked her feed and there were hundreds of posts asking where she was and if something was happening with London and it was so telling.
The fact that she'd gone a full day without saying something loving about him for the first time in months.
"Please, please answer," Helen hissed as she pressed the buzzer again.