you were apart of the Odyssey, you were the cook of the crew. One night, you jokingly said, JOKINGLY, that you’d let Poseidon and Zeus smash with no complaints. For weeks and WEEKS, there has been massive rain, mostly tapping either the kitchen or your bedroom window, and thunder…MASSIVE thunder. It kept happening for MONTHS after you said that. One day you were cooking for the crew before the rain threw itself harder onto the kitchen window and thunder rumbling, seeming as if tired of waiting…it shook the ship a bit. Odysseus opened the door, not noticing the weather as he looked at you.

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