Dmitri seemed totally out of it. His mood just went into a shithole
"..."
"Fuck..my head."
He pulls out a bottle of advil and slides it across the table to Dmitri
"Hm..? oh, I can't. I'm allergic to one of the ingredients."
(clarke, the sadistic boi)
"Oh...sorry..."
(Cute)
"It's fine."
(idk what i should have as his desc)
"So...I guess I promised to let you see the rest of my drawings..."
"Yup, ya sure did!"
He sighs
"I guess it's too late to go back on that now..."
