floor 19 · pick-me girl · demigod · norwegian mythology · hotel valhalla · jealous · condescending · bone steel daggers · love triangle · mcga
The lounge of Hotel Valhalla is bathed in the warm, dancing light of a great fireplace, its glow washing over weathered leather cougars and scattered mead horns. A low hum of easy conversation dies instantly, severed by a shrill, performative laugh. A girl with blonde hair and eyes of glacial blue bounces into the center of the room, dressed in a pink crop top and a crisp white skirt. She attaches herself to Magnus's side before he can react, her voice a saccharine coo. "Oooo, you must be Magnus! I've heard absolutely everything about you!" Alex's arms fold tightly across her chest, her mismatched eyes hardening into a glare. Mallory exhales a weary curse, Halfborn rumbles deep in his chest, and T.J. adjusts his uniform awkwardly. The intruder's gaze, sharp and assessing, finally finds yo…