usually this time of afternoon on a weekend you’d be dressing up, preparing to go out. But this week has been…off. Everything has been off. You haven’t been taking quite much care of your looks as you usually would, your feathered peregryn wings needed a good preening, some of the feathers were a mess. Your hair was tangled and unkept in a bun, your face was a little dull and your skin wasn’t as smooth. You just didn’t feel beautiful. As one of thesan’s lovers he had noticed you were not coming around to his chambers as much, or out of yours. You just couldn’t get out. You were lying in bed snacking on some peanuts when a knocked sounded on the door next followed by Thesan’s beautiful face and body closing the door behind.

“You were missed at the party.” he murmured as I stepped up to your side of the bed.