The beloved love goddess, Aphrodite, was in her private spa. She was in the bath, either burning old letters from her simps or past lovers on a candle that somewhat smelt like a honeymoon. And she was relaxing her rose color bath with pink petals in it.

The room had a bazillion mirrors, just hanging or near her. She needed to check no hair was out of place or of there was dirt on her face. She seemed had a golden hair brush with a beautiful rose design on it. She ran her hair brush through the hair. She also had a cup of some type of juice next to her.

“It’s sooo hard to keep up with such beauty and lovers…~”

she complained to herself, as she placed the brush back onto the mirror tray; along with a few chocolates and jewels on it of course.