Philip woke up with a knot in his stomach. It was his birthday, and like all twenty year olds who wanted to celebrate that they weren't a teenager any more, he wanted to spend the day away from his family. But he couldn't.
At ten, his father wanted to play tennis with him and an onlooking small crowd of about fifty people.
At noon, his mother was hosting a birthday brunch.
At three, he had a fitting for a new suit.
At five, he had a seven course dinner with his closest one hundred and fifty friends and extended family.
At eight, he had to be on the Report announcing his impending Selection while wearing his new suit.
And sometime throughout the day, his youngest brother, Daily was going to pull a terrible prank on him. Like out a whoopee cushion under his seat during the Report. Or cut holes in his clothes during the fitting.
He just had a bad feeling about today.
It probably had something to do with that note he received a week prior. He pulled out the black paper with the blotchy white lettering on it from his bedside table. Thankfully, he prohibited the maids to open up any of the drawers in his room, otherwise they would find stashes upon stashes of anonymous, threatening letters.
It is almost time
For our game to start.
Try not to break your heart.
A/N: I know this is an extremely short chapter, and I promise that this will be the shortest chapter by far! I just got excited and really wanted to start this SYOC thing early, and I wanted to introduce at least a little bit of Philip. If you are interested in submitting a character, the form and more information are on my profile page. I have a Pinterest board called "Palace Macabre~SYOC" so once your character is submitted, send a face claim! If not, I'll find one and pin it to the board. xoxo, Buttercup