|Thetis | Θετις (argyropeza) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-01-14 10:44:00
|Entry tags:||achilles, peleus, thetis|
Who: Thetis, Achilles, & Peleus
What: Mother/son dinner interruptus
When: Tuesday evening
Where: Il Buco
Warnings: With these three? Expect a scene. And swearing. And possibly throwing of table ware.
Thetis had decided that the best course of action to perk her up was a dinner out with her son. She hadn't spent as much time with him as she'd like to lately, but she was hoping to change that. He usually had the added benefit of calming her down when her emotions reached a fever pitch, and she could really use that right now. (Of course, sometimes it went the other way, and her blood got even further riled, but she was hoping that wouldn't be the case tonight.)
And for most of the night, it went exactly as she'd hoped. They had a lovely meal together, talking and catching each other up on new events in their lives. Thetis inquired after Polyxena and the health of their child, and filled Achilles in on her job search. It wasn't that she needed the money, exactly, but she did like having something to fill her days with.
She had just been perusing the desert menu, when a familiar, nagging presence made her sit up straight, eyes narrowing. "Shit," she whispered, snapping the menu closed and taking a sip of her wine.