"Hermes~"
She steps out of the room looking at him.
"Hermes~"
She steps out of the room looking at him.
Impatiently she tapped her foot. For a god of speed he sure took his time.
Impatiently she tapped her foot. For a god of speed he sure took his time.
“Nothing is a competition for us. We are competition.”
She eyed him.
“So tell me Boreas, how do I look? Good enough for a feast?”
“Nothing is a competition for us. We are competition.”
She eyed him.
“So tell me Boreas, how do I look? Good enough for a feast?”
“Boreas, sorry I’m late. I had a late art exhibit I had to be at.”
She walks up to him linking their arms together.
“Boreas, sorry I’m late. I had a late art exhibit I had to be at.”
She walks up to him linking their arms together.