Who: Apollo and Terpsichore What: Just a typical date night. Dinner, a movie, asking why your Mousai is dating a demon... Where: Apollo's apartment When: Saturday night
There was absolutely nothing unusual about going to see her Musagetes on a Saturday night. The weather was gorgeous, she looked nice, and Apollo had been a comparative fluffy bunny in the months since she'd first gotten back into contact with him. At this point, though, Terpsichore was just apprehensive on principle. Maybe because her first time seeing the God in twenty years was almost certain to turn into a conversation about her own blistering lack of self-preservation in knowingly dating a demon. Maybe she was just a bit nervous at seeing him again.
In these strange times, when Hades, Heaven, and Hell were emptying into New York City, returning to her Lord and leader was almost surreal. Even as she punched the appropriate elevator button, the building he and the Lady Artemis lived in felt like an oasis of familiarity. Strange, how some things could remain consistent after so many long years.
It wasn't long before she was standing in a long hallway, knocking at Apollo's door.