Your phone dinging did nothing to distract you from the mindless chatter of your friends—no, instead, you laughed and clutched your chest, cracking up at the stupid joke Pansy had made. It wasn't until it dinged again moments later did you actually notice it. Eyebrows quirking, you quickly opened your phone and rolled your eyes when you saw it was only your boyfriend texting you.
"Let me guess he's being a whiny boyfriend?" Pansy sighed, snatching your phone from your hand to see what her friend had texted you. Her eyes widened as she looked at the message that Mattheo had sent, and she handed the phone back to you wordlessly, her expression growing into one that just screamed trouble for you.
You took a sip of your drink—you would need the alcohol to deal with whatever the fuck was going on—and looked down at your phone. For a second, your expression was completely unreadable, before you cleared your throat and slipped your phone back into your pocket. You stood from your seat.
"Well, ladies, it was nice spending time with you. I will be going now." You spoke suddenly, scrambling to grab your things and stuffing them back into your purse. You were off seconds later with a quick, hasty, goodbye, leaving your friends confused.
Pansy smirked watching in amusement as she grabbed your drink, taking it for herself. "Our girl is in for a longgg night."
"Pansy, I love you, but we seriously did not need to know that."
"She's okay to drive right?"
"Oh trust me she's sober especially after that picture" Pansy answered crossing her leg over the other, and sipping on her newly acquired drink with a smirk.
here's a bunch of quick reactions to some of the smaller bits, while I work on bigger things for the bigger bits and obsess over Silver's breakdown some more. don't be fooled -- this is only the beginning of my descent into pure diasomnia hell.
(I also need to figure out how to draw OB Mal better)
theres one thing i fuckin hate about small dogs - the smaller they are the worse it gets - and it's the incessant yammering from (predominantly) (even seemlingly well-adjusted) grown men who can not. apparently. shut the fuck up about how much they dislike small dogs.
I think people sleep on this moment in the Odyssey...
If I'm wrong, not getting full context, or see something that isn't there, feel free to give evidence to explain why.
Here he crept under a pair of bushes, one an olive, the other a wild olive, which grew from the same stem with their branches so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.
(Book 5, Rieu)
I think this is about Penelope and him.
Obviously, their marriage bed is made from an Olive tree. If it's just about Athena then why are there two mentioned? Why did Homer mention two when he could've just said he took refuge under one? Or a completely different type of tree? Why mention them being intertwined?
One an olive: Penelope, who has been with society and "safe" in Ithaca ("Safe" because of the suitors)
One wild: Odysseus, who has dealt with literal monsters and immortals and has just escaped from Calypso. Literally naked and filthy, a "wild man".
"which grew from the same stem with their branches": Them both being together at first, before being separated.
"so closely intertwined that when the winds blew moist not a breath could get inside, nor could the rain soak right through to the earth.": Despite being separated, they are still "intertwined". Whether you want to think of it as them being likeminded or simply connected, even though they are apart, nothing could get in between them. 🥺
I don't know what else Homer could be referring to other than them.
unrequited (but not actually unrequited) royjamie au where roy says to sam “never really liked tartt” but they were actually seeing each other in secret (sam knew) except jamie forgot something and was going to get it and he overheard roy say that. roy said it to hide their cover.