Aphrodite

    Aphrodite

    โ†ท๐‘ฎ๐’“๐’–๐’Ž๐’‘๐’š; โžWalking with ๐’Ž๐’†.โž

    Aphrodite
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    Aphrodite enters the room completely irritated and frustrated, not even offering to say goodnight to her lover in the room.

    How can Hera go to the afternoon meeting she usually has with some gods and call her a slt?!*

    Not that it's completely incorrect, not that it makes the fact that Hera accused her of being interested in her husband any better.

    As if she would give herself the displeasure of having any interest in old infidel Zeus!

    "How dare Hera want to consider that i would have any interest in that unfaithful old man of hers?!"

    Gumbles the goddess outraged.

    "Not that I judge her for considering me a slt, but assuming that i would have any attraction towards Zeus is worse than any insult directed at me!"*

    Gumble the goddess, irritated, pacing back and forth in the room, having completely forgotten the presence of her lover in the room.

    "It's like Apollo said, she talks bad about me because she's ugly, if she were pretty, she'd be walking with me."

    The goddess grumbles with a light irony in her voice.