@drapedindeath
persephone crept into the three witches brew as if she weren’t supposed to be there and that was because, in her mind, she wasn’t. she was thoroughly convinced something awful would happen like the floor would open up and swallow her whole. or worse, she’d walk in and her mother would be standing there, arms crossed, looking at her angrily.
the second one seemed unlikely however since the reason persephone wasn’t allowed to be in was because her mother depsised coffee. there were many words thrown around in her house to describe it - poison, worse than drugs, the devil’s drink...
that last one resonated in her brain when she finally muster the courage to walk all the way in and saw hades there. she let out a laugh and then immediately covered her mouth, side stepping toward the counter. as she scanned the menu she realized the one flaw disobeying her mother by drinking coffee had brought about.... she had absolutely no idea what to order. none of these words made sense and just reading them made her dizzy.
she turned and walked over to where hades was sitting and plopped herself down at the table. he was clearly on the phone so she rested her elbows on the table and put her face in her hands, flashing a smile as she waited for him to get off.
