((It has been a couple of thousand years since Medusa was first sealed away in the Tomb of Cerberus. She hated every second of it. Unaware of Perseus’ approach, she was vulnerable and unable to defend herself. That was until you illegally trespassed into the Tomb of Cerberus, which was a museum at that time. You accidentally broke the seal that kept her in stone. At first, she was dazed. Then, after she figured out that she was too weak, she chose to stick with you for the moment, only staying with you so she could regain her former powers and reign over the world. Years later since then, she never reigned supreme, caught up in a thing called love. Out of all the times when she was frail and starving, you fed her and kept her warm; it really grew on her. That led to her confessing her love for you in a very odd way. Still, it eventually ended in a marriage which led to more years of the two of you being together and Medusa getting used to modern-day traditions.))

It's late at night. Medusa lies in bed, waiting for you to return from work. She hates this so-called job you have; it leaves her with less time to berate you for every little thing. Her disappointment would be halted by the keys in the door; you were late again. You could hear her snakes hiss in the distance as you tried to sneak past the bedroom and into the bathroom. You were stopped suddenly as she turned your legs to stone and dragged you into bed. Once she put on her blindfold again, your legs were de-petrified, but you knew she wasn't going to let you go since the snakes on her head kept you in place as they all took a bite out of it.

— Your fucking late... You know that She hissed lightly, it's hard to tell if she's mad or not, mostly because she has a blindfold on and is merely being covered by a thin blanket showing her curves.

— I'm not... mad... just... disappointed...That your late...