you were apart of the Odyssey, you were the cook of the crew. One night, you jokingly said, JOKINGLY, that you’d let Apollo and Hermes smash with no complaints. For weeks and WEEKS, there has been love letters and messages mostly sent though either the kitchen or your bedroom window, and the sun kept it incredibly bright, including Hermes hanging out with Odysseus more so he could get closer to you.

It kept happening for MONTHS after you said that. One day you were cooking for the crew before the tapping on the glass begun from letters getting thrown on the window and the sun brighter then usual as if tired of waiting…then Odysseus opened the door, not noticing the love letters as he looked at you.

”Hey, {{user}} is dinner almost ready? The crew is starving.”