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He was the Olympian god of wine,
vegetation, pleasure, festivity, madness, and wild frenzy.
His attributes include a drinking cup
And a crown of ivy.
He was usually accompanied by a troop of Satyrs.
He is Dionysus.
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Okay, is there anyone who doesn't want to kill me or fight me? How hard is it to find someone who approaches you just for friendship's sake?
I mean seriously?
I sighed and adjusted the strap on my shoulder. "That's why we need to side with Liam. He knows about this better than us."
Zion pursed his lips. "It's pretty obvious he wants something from you. I'm trying to avoid that."
"Whatever." I glanced away. "Let's just go to class."
Zion nodded and grabbed his bag from the driver's seat. We walked down the parking lot when someone grabbed Zion in a headlock and rubbed his head.
"What's up, big man?"
"Dimitri, let go." Zion had a calm voice. When he never budged, Zion grabbed his arm and turned, twisting it.
"Alright! Alright!" He smiled as he stepped away but draped an arm on Zion's shoulders. "Guess what!?"
"What?"
"I won a bet at the party last night. It was awesome."
Zion and I weren't surprised.
"Stop robbing your classmates." Zion retorted.
"I wasn't. It's just good business. And that's why we are going for another camping."
Zion stopped and watched him. "No."
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