"This is the third time you've died within a month Cleo. I'm starting to think you're using death as a way to get to me." Thanatos raises up his eyebrows, and wiggles them at me in a suggestive manor. I hit him playfully.
"Do you think he's going to be mad again?" I bite my lip nervously.
We walk through countless hallways, and every time I turned a corner I feel my stomach turn with fear.
"Define mad." Thanatos gives me a sympathetic smile, but we both know what is to come as soon as he sees me back again.
"Like, throwing shit at the walls, mad."
Thanatos looks at me and gives me a playful smile as usual. Completely avoiding my question, which was probably for the best, he continues our conversation.
"So what did you do this time, if I may ask? Did you swallow a whole bottle of pills? Alcohol poisoning? Did you drown? Believe it or not, if I could die, I'd hate for it to be through drowning." His guesses become a bit too eager for my liking.
"Actually, freak accident, so I was at this party right?" I recall last night's event in my head. Thanatos rolled his eyes at me.
"A party? If I had a penny for every time someone's story started out like that..."
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Romance"So what did you do this time, if I may ask? Did you swallow a whole bottle of pills? Alcohol poisoning? Did you drown? Believe it or not, if I could die, I'd hate for it to be through drowning." His guesses sounded a bit too eager for my liking. "...
