ENCHANTED ━━━━ ❝ and it was enchanting to meet you ❞
IN WHICH, when snow put emma in the wardrobe in the enchanted forest, a goddess was put in a secret cove in the enchanted forest by the olympian god, zeus, ten years later...
season one ━━━━ sea...
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011. graham's gone mental
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APHRODITE SAT ON A STOOL, drinking tea, waiting for Emma to come down so she could drive her to work. It was her fifth cup of tea that morning as Emma had been blabbing her ear off the night before out how Graham kissed her and how she thinks he's having a crisis.
She only thought that because he was sleeping with Regina.
The blonde scrunched her face up at the thought of the two together. It was quite an odd pairing. Graham didn't seem like the type to go for people like Regina, and Regina didn't seem like the type to go after Graham.
This town surprised Aphrodite all the time. Next thing she'd know was that the quaint town was actually cursed from the Evil Queen.
A rapid pace of footsteps came besides the blonde and she turned to see Emma binning the flowers, "Emma!" Scolded Aphrodite.
"If Graham thinks flowers will work on me..."
"No, those... were mine." Mary Margret voiced to the other blonde.
"Oh," Emma regretted binning them now. "From David?"
"No, uh, Dr Whale."
This was another thing that she has to listen about the previous night. After Mary Margret returned home, the woman burst out, in embarrassment, about her one night stand with Dr Whale, whilst Aphrodite consoled her.
Honestly, when did she stop therapizing people?
"Why would Dr Whale..." Mary Margret gave her a look. "Are you serious?"
"I know, it's a disaster."
"No, that's amazing. You're getting over David."
"That's what I said." Aphrodite added.
"First of all," The woman turned to them. "There's nothing to get over. And second of all, it was just a one night stand."
Emma raised her eyebrow, "Not according to those flowers."
"Accurate!" Aphrodite exclaimed as she got up from the stool. "And she called him."
"You called him? That's definitely not a one night stand." Emma shook her head and she went to get the orange juice out of the fridge.
The teacher groaned, "Okay, I'm still learning. I...I never had one before. I felt guilty."
"Why? There's nothing wrong with what you did. Trust me. One nighters are as far as I ever go." Emma attempted to comfort her.
"You can't compare yourself to her, Em." Aphrodite chuckled.
"Well, yeah. That's because you're..."Mary Margret trailed off.
