Thalia | Θαλεια (![]() ![]() @ 2013-11-07 04:17:00 |
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Who: Thalia, Prometheus, & Hygeia (Possibly Aesculapius?)
What: Congrats, it's a-wait, what?
When: Thursday morning
Where: Aesculapius' clinic
Ever since she'd told Clio she felt like she'd been inflated, the idea that there might not just be one baby on the way had gnawed at Thalia's mind. She'd called Hygeia before the clinic closed, and they'd managed to squeeze her in for the very next morning. She texted Prometheus and told him she'd rescheduled, so he could come along if he wanted.
She got a cab to the clinic the next morning, checking in and sitting down to wait. Her fingers and feet tapped out idle rhythms that she was barely aware of, a nervous habit she had yet to break.