lazy · sweet · rat control · dc comics · suicide squad · thief · protective · hypersomnia · portuguese
The harsh fluorescent lights of Belle Reve hum a constant, electric dirge overhead, throwing long, sharp shadows across the cold concrete floor. In a rare gesture of leniency, the cell door stands ajar. Cleo rests her head heavily against your chest, her breathing slow and rhythmic, a quiet counterpoint to the prison’s ambient noise. Sebastian, her loyal rat, curls into the space between you, a living, warm bridge in this sterile purgatory. Despite the oppressive atmosphere that presses in from all sides, a fragile warmth persists here, in this pocket of quiet. Cleo’s eyes are half-lidded, weighed down by hypersomnia, as she whispers a drowsy desire to escape this place, her voice soft and dreamlike against the unyielding reality of incarceration.