three. the set up

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003.    the set up

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APHRODITE HART DID NOT HAVE A GOOD SLEEP. She'd woken up in the middle of the night by the same dream that she had whilst in the cell that the Sheriff shoved them in. It was a man, with flaming blue hair, screaming to someone but she didn't know who.

She was beginning to think that Storybrooke was haunted.

The first thing she comprehended as she woke up was the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom. She groaned out loud and propped herself up on her elbows before she grabbed the other pillow and slammed it on top of her head.

All she needed was sleep, but between the flaming blue haired man screaming in her dreams and the Mayor soon figuring out they were still in her town, sleep was going to be the last thing she'd be getting.

At least five minutes had passed by before she rolled out of bed, she had pulled on a pair of jeans before pulling off her oversized shirt and grabbing a pink tank top and pulling it over her shoulders. 

Finally, the door of the bathroom sung open and out came Emma, who was drying her hair with a towel, "Good morning." She smirked at the state of the woman in front of her.

"Very funny," Aphrodite rolled her eyes. "I'll look better soon, asshole."

"Be quick! I need to go back in after!"

Aphrodite hummed as she shut the door to the bathroom, she grabbed a toothbrush and brushed her teeth before moving onto her hair. She hair was a messy. She scrambled to find a hairbrush and, finally, she found one and fixed up her hair.

The woman had only been in there for less than five minutes when Emma banged on the door, "Hurry up! I need to dry my hair!"

"Dry your hair in the room!" She yelled back at him.

Emma rolled her eyes, "There isn't a mirror!" 

Sighing, Aphrodite swung open the door and bowed at her, "Here you are, M'lady." Before Emma walked in and closed the door to the bathroom.

Not even a moment later, their was a knock on the door and Aphrodite went to go and answer it, only to see Regina holding a basket of apples.

"Did you know the Honeycrisp tree is the most vigorous and hardy of all apple trees? It can survive temperatures as love as forty below and keep growing, It can weather any storm," She picked up and apple. "I have one that I've tended to since I was a little girl. And to this day, I have yet to tase anything more delicious than the fruit it offers." She handed the apple to the blonde.

"Uh, thanks?" Aphrodite furrowed her brows as she took the apple. "But I know you didn't come here to tell the fact of the day."

Regina chuckled as she handed the basket to her, "You got me. I was just giving you them for your ride home."

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