|Thalia | Θαλεια (makethemlaugh) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-11-18 23:36:00
|Entry tags:||atlas, prometheus, thalia|
Who: Atlas, Thalia, Prometheus
What: Family dinner
When: Monday night
Where: Thalia's place
Thalia was looking forward to tonight. Atlas was Prometheus' brother, and if he wanted to be an uncle to her children, she was all for that. So she figured that having dinner together was a good place to start to get to know him. She'd cooked most of the meal tonight, it wasn't anything terribly fancy, roasted chicken, rolls, and fresh vegetables, but it was filling, and more importantly, healthy. (The pregnancy diet sheet Hygeia had given her was hanging from the fridge.)
Terpsichore passed through the kitchen, dressed for a night out, snagging a roll as she breezed through. "Oi, I saw that," Thalia grumbled cheerfully.
Terpsichore took an exaggerated bite. "I'm hungry," she mumbled. "Smells good, by the way."
"Thanks," Thalia replied, taking the lid of the vegetables and standing back from the steam. "You look nice. Big night?"
"Bar crawl for a dancer's birthday," was the answer. "I probably won't be back til late, if at all." Thalia just wriggled her eyebrows at her sister over the chicken. "You can't even talk," Terpsichore laughed.
Thalia just stuck out her tongue as her sister pulled on her jacket. "Whatever, have fun, be safe, etc.," she called. "If you meet Prometheus on your way out, let him in."