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hvrricaneromeo ยท 5 months
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rio was right.
no matter how hurt romeo had been in the moment, rio's words rang true to the son of zeus. he hurt remy, even if he'd barely had a split second to react and barely registered it until it was too late. he knows he wouldn't do it intentionally, that the lives of the people he cares for, even the ones that he's barely acquainted with, are worth more than collateral damage.
but rio was right. from another perspective, it would look like romeo is much like his father. the other's didn't matter. only he didโ€”he'd turned his phone back on and read every message in the group chat and it hurt to see that. he'd never asked if he could be their leader, he'd just try to show that he was willing, dedicated, to trying to be, to trying to earn it.
and it was all undone like string. he didn't know where to start.
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the simplest answer, of course, was to rio.
it's the dead of night when he knocks on rio's door. the box is...elsewhere, contained with the help of some friends of xanthe's. he just hopes that it's enough to keep it at bay for now. he still doesn't quite understand it. maybe it's...something to do with his divinity, a task he has to complete in order for it to truly be dealt with.
he looks like hell. there's bags under his eyes, cuts and scratches, and dried blood.
but he waits for rio to open the door, doing his best to keep the storm inside of him calm, quiet.
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