#baaaae

“Are you working?” Myles questioned, the storm raged outside of the winery. It rattled the windows, shook the doors, storefronts were flooding, but Mount Olympus was at a point of elevation relative to the rest of Corinth. The plain of grapevines still above sea level, might very well have been ruined by the time all this was over. Absently, it made Hykinthos miss Apollo more than he could say, were it his choice, he would be with him now, safe, secure, they would watch the rain fall together and the rift would listen to his God recite some sonnet on such. It was times like this when it was important for people to be with the ones they loved, which is why Myles was surprised to see anyone manning the bar at the winery. He had hoped to find the kobalos that owned this place, but alas, he was unlucky it seemed. “Isn’t there anyone out there that might be worried about you?”

Your name is Toby

“Aw, jeez, Stella, you’re gonna make me bl--wait, Candied Knife? That’s an atrocious waste of candy. I’m offended you even brought it up.”

Send in sexy pictures of your Muse to my submit box, and see how my muse reacts.. @snarkofstark​ ⚜ (always accepting)

I’d love to see those muscle flex while you me and take me hard