When the alarm went off the next morning, Hades jolted upright in his bed in a panic, last night, what had he done last night?! He turned to the other side of the bed and saw someone asleep under the covers, oh gods! Was that..?
"Persephone?" Hades leaned forward but then sighed in relief when he saw the long black hair covering the woman's head who had her back facing him. Oh thank Gaia, for a second there he thought he had gotten so drunk and called Persephone over to his house, what a scandal that would have been.
Melia pursed her lips as she listened to Hades slip off the bed and walk towards his shower. She couldn't believe it, so yesterday night when he was drunkenly blabbing about blue eyes and red hair he was talking about that little skank from the party? Is that why he was so touchy the whole night? Cuddling up against her and mumbling incoherent sweet words to her, because he thought she was Persephone?!
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