the taste of blood fills your mouth as you nip at your fingernails, a disgusting habit that returned once you saw the compact. 

you barely slept last night, head too full, and feeling crazy -probably looking crazy right now, hair a mess and trench coat wrinkled as you quickly make your way to Coriolanus's apartment 

this is the first time you pray he isn't home as your bloody fingers knock at the painted door, Tigris opens with a pitiful smile, eyes traveling over your state

"Hey, Y/n. I heard about your tribute...I'm so sorry" she murmured, opening the door wider as you stepped into the warm home

"Thanks...wheres-"

"Gran-ma'am went to watch Coriolanus...I'm going in a few minutes actually, do you want to come?" she answers your question immediately while the other part hangs in the air, you stretch the coat over yourself as you turn to her, nervously gnawing at your lip

"uh..I- I don't-"
"-He'd love the support" she tries to reason and you end up nodding.

"Um...Tigris...do you guys have like a...makeup compact or something?" you mumble, looking anywhere but Tigris's eyes

"I'm not sure. I have some makeup if you want some" she asks, walking to her room but you call out for her

"not necessarily makeup but like...a nice compact to keep things...In...I guess" you feel suspicious and you know she senses something off with the way her eyes squint and trail over you

"-Corio was asking for it" you blurt and her face lights up like she remembers something and she quickly rushes you to his room 

"He does have something like that from his mother" she mumbles as she checks his drawers, you feel your insides twist as you pretend to search around the room 

"Mm...he said it was like pink for something" you mumbled 

"Yeah! then he's definitely talking about that...I can't seem to find it...want me to ask when we go?" she spins around but you wave your palms, mustering a smile

"It's okay, I'll ask when I can" 

she nods and asks for you to stay right there as she grabs her purse, and suddenly you were off you see Coriolanus

her heels click in front of you as you stare into the concrete, mind racing as you feel like it was confirmed the compact was from him...but why would he risk everything...for her? and then lie to your face about it?

you feel as though your answer isn't far as you walk up the steps of the university as the air stills around you.