|Helen of Troy...Sparta...Troy... (thefacethat) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2016-04-24 15:49:00
|Entry tags:||helen of troy, menelaus|
WHO: Menelaus and Helen
WHEN: Sunday afternoon
WHERE: Central Park
WHAT: RUN AWAY
It had been such a beautiful day. Helen had been enjoying some alone time at the park, just sitting out in the grass and taking in the sun and listening to all the people. It was days like these that made her feel happy and free. It would have been so much better had Paris been there, but he was off doing something for his work so Helen was left to her own devices for the day.
When the time came to head home and make dinner (Helen of Troy... cooking), she gathered the blanket she had brought to sit on and folded it up. She was oblivious to much of her world around her. Her eyes still had that glazed look to them, something anyone who truly knew her would have noticed straight away. But alas, Helen herself didn't even know. She just tucked the blanket under her arm and headed off in the direction of their apartment, smiling to herself and thinking how nice it would be to get home and see Paris again.