#worstnemesis

       Tea was distracted as she stood at the edge of the coffee counter, noticing a soft redheaded girl reading Danielle Steele with sweat on the back of her neck from the Grecian morning heat, in a delicate pink sundress that only made her hair seem all the more fiery. It wasn’t uncommon for her to notice people on occasion, specific people seemed to call to her, like she could sense their wave lengths had aligned with one another.

         “Got you two, Tea, in case you decide to be a flirt,” the barista said from behind her. The young blonde woman turning to smile softly at the man who made her drinks every morning and was quite frequently asked by her to make a second so she could have an excuse to talk to whoever had caught her eye.

          “You know me too well, I should get a new coffee place before I develop a reputation I can’t get back,” she smiled tendered, accepting both coffees and turning away from him. The view of the tender redheaded girl blocked now by another with warm skin and deep hair, as though she had specifically stood in Tea’s path.

‘Knock knock.’ Hades grinned as he barged into Nemesis’ office; he knew that such an entrance would probably get him slapped, but he would not be here unless it was urgent. The two were not friends; they had been, once, but lines were crossed and bad decisions lead to betrayal. The entire feud was older than civilisation itself, but the two still somehow hated each other. He closed the door behind him, and turned to face her. ‘It’s good to see you look as nightmarish as ever. I’m glad some things don’t change.’ He smirked.

[ TEXT ]: Sleepover! [ TEXT ]: I put away all my filming gear and went on a huge haul for food. [ TEXT ]: Is there anything you want me to get?