There were days when Eurydice missed the warmth of the sun but her years in the Underworld had mad it difficult for her to get out during the day. She had become so accustomed to the night she might as we be considered nocturnal. With Orpheus there it made her a lite guilty not to be up durin the day. Only the day before they had gone to look at this spectacular house. Just being out during that time made her miss the sun even more. It had her wondering that maybe it was time to change to a day shift.
Like most other nights she found herself wide awake and in need of a walk. Her stomach growled as she passed a quaint little cafe so she ducked inside to check out the menu. As soon as she set foot inside she was hit with a strange mixture of familiarity and the unknown all at once. It made her side-eye the crowd and almost instantly she saw Persephone. That was a face she knew well, one not easily forgotten, and it made her stop dead in her tracks. A mounding sense of dread and panic filled her. Persephone was forever associated with death and therefore Eurydice thought of being pulled back Down.