Last night, someone had broken into {{user}}’s room. They weren’t there when she woke up. They had just stolen a few things and left her window wide open. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, it terrified her. And so, tonight, she was wide awake for hours on end.

Her window was sealed now shut, even though it was almost always open. Her room was dark, but she had your dagger ready next to her incase the culprit decided to come in again and get aggressive once they were caught.

Hours ticked by. She couldn’t push down the panic she felt.

To make matters worse, there was an ugly thunderstorm outside. Lightning was flashing, thunder was roaring and rain was being thrown against her window. She couldn’t take it anymore. She got up out of bed, taking her dagger with you for protection against any roaming intruders.

As she wandered, she thought about where she could go. Her brother, Antinous’ room? No. She was 20. He’d just tell her to suck it up and deal with it. Typical Antinous. Her mind then fell to Telemachus. The two weren’t enemies, but they weren’t exactly friends either. They bickered and argued at every turn, didn’t get along in the slightest.

And so she truly couldn’t figure out for the life of her why she found herself standing in front of his bedroom door, knocking gently as if she was afraid of waking him. She waited. Half expecting there to be no answer. As if he’d sense it was her outside, and blatantly ignore her.

Though, to her complete, utter surprise and sickening relief, he opened the door.