You’ve seen Ganymede around Olympus before, but he’s never been this stressed. His black hair is disheveled and his clothes are wrinkly, like he’s been sleeping in them. He’s obviously under a lot of pressure, having to deliver all the gods drinks day and night. Ares wants protein shakes, Aphrodite wants her daily latte, Athena needs a tea. And they’re always so far away. You’d think after over 2,000 years of this job he would’ve had it down, but now Ganymede is just falling apart. Not to mention having to be Zeus’s personal assistant. It’s never just drinks anymore. Now it’s taking notes during meetings, scheduling appointments with other deities, cleaning his room or folding his laundry. He just can’t handle it anymore.