Oh god, Luna didnโt want to think about the posters. Sheโd seen all the other gods ripping them apart and accusing Hermes of putting them up himself. She felt like an idiot for them, but they had worked, hadnโt they? Theyโd gotten Hermesโ to listen to her and take her back and forgive what sheโd done.
She took a big drink from her wine, big enough that there was no way to pass it off as casual. โNew Yearโs was good,โ Luna nodded. She hadnโt thought a god was going to murder her and had to go hide in a donut shop toilet and cry, so it was much better than the last. โI didnโt get turned into any celestial bodies this time around, so I donโt know where it lands on the party scale.โ Another drink. โWhat about you? Do anything big?โ
It was such an inane topic of conversation, but Luna didnโt know where else to go. Sheโd thought she was kinda drunk before, but this whole situation was making her feel far too sober.