- Nov 22, 2014
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As Ganymede often did, he arrived at Wednesday's apartment with a perfectly-warm cup of coffee. It was magically sweetened and chocolate-flavored, just the way Wednesday liked it.
It wasn't something Wednesday had asked for. Ganymede just came knocking one day, an offering of coffee in hand. It was a while after the incident with that nasty eldritch thing that had gotten Wednesday's familiar, and Ganymede had been checking up on her. Now it was becoming a regular social call.
Today, there was a lot going on in Ganymede's head underneath that fancy new hat of his. He had confessed his feelings to Ailonwey a couple of days ago, and it was still eating him up. He felt like such a damn fool. He shouldn't have let his weakness take hold, he should have fought to keep those feelings to himself. Now they were out in the open, and even though Ailonwey had seemed understanding, he had no doubt that this would change things between them.
Perhaps Wednesday would have some wisdom to offer. Coffee in hand, he appeared in front of the door and began to knock.
It wasn't something Wednesday had asked for. Ganymede just came knocking one day, an offering of coffee in hand. It was a while after the incident with that nasty eldritch thing that had gotten Wednesday's familiar, and Ganymede had been checking up on her. Now it was becoming a regular social call.
Today, there was a lot going on in Ganymede's head underneath that fancy new hat of his. He had confessed his feelings to Ailonwey a couple of days ago, and it was still eating him up. He felt like such a damn fool. He shouldn't have let his weakness take hold, he should have fought to keep those feelings to himself. Now they were out in the open, and even though Ailonwey had seemed understanding, he had no doubt that this would change things between them.
Perhaps Wednesday would have some wisdom to offer. Coffee in hand, he appeared in front of the door and began to knock.