Pat Twice

Chapter 8

"Minthe-."

CLICK

She threw her phone across the room and let out an exasperated sigh.

"I thought we were having a girl's night?" Thetis groaned from the couch as she filed her nails.

"Yeah, we are," Minthe replied, her arms crossed over her chest and her face twisted into a scowl.

"So, Hades has a new play-thing?" Thetis glanced up from her nails, raising one eyebrow at Minthe. A little smirk danced on her lips, causing Minthe to glare back.

"Supposedly he has a responsibility to her. Hera said so," Minthe plopped onto the couch next to Thetis.

"Goodie, Hera's involved. My fav," Thetis stopped filing, a frown spreading across her face.

"It looks like neither one of us is having fun any time soon," Minthe said, pouting her lips and feeling sorry for herself.

"Says who?"

"Says stupid Hera, because of that stupid girl."

"Screw them! Who said we need to feel bad? We can do whatever and whomever we please," Thetis jumped up from the couch and grabbed Minthe's hands. Minthe slouched further into the couch.

"What...." Minthe moaned back, causing Thetis throw Minthe's hand back.

"We're going to get drunk and have a great fucking time and tell everyone else to shove it up theirs's! Who gives a shit? So, what? Hades wants a pink child and Zeus is... meaningless. Where the hell is your vodka?" Thetis leaps over to the speaker, connects her phone, and blasts their party playlist.

"We're really getting wild tonight?" Minthe screams over the music. She felt a small smile creep onto her face. She body already dancing along to her favorite song. Thetis looks at her and pretends she's drinking out of an invisible cup.

"Get your ass up, bitch!" Thetis pulls on Minthe's hand again, and this time Minthe jumps up. She goes to her kitchen and pours them each a shot. They down them quickly and pour another.

And another.

And another...

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A lump on the ground dug into Minthe's back. She moaned as she grabbed the shot glass from underneath her.

"What the hell..." she whispered to herself, tossing the glass away. She slowly sat up, her head spinning.

"Thetis?" She groaned, holding her head in the hands. She turned to the couch where Thetis was snoring away comfortably.

"Glad you're having a nice time," Minthe remarked. She saw her phone glowed from across the room and she slowly crawled to it. Junk e-mails and a few texts glared back at her.

"Gods... is it really 4 in the morning?" She unlocked her phone and started scrolling through her messages.

Minthe, I'm sorry that you're upset. Hopefully we can speak soon. (9:13 pm)

"Hades..." She sighed, feeling a small ache in her chest. Why does he have to be so polite even after I screamed at him?

Are you guys having fun without me?? Wtf?? (11:47 pm)

Hello?? (12:02 am)

MINTHE!!!! (12:45 AM)

You guys are the worse. Thanks for the invite. (1:34 am)

How does Thantos know we were drinking? Minthe pulled up fatesbook on her phone and saw a slew of drunk pictures that Thetis posted.

"Well shit," She kept scrolling though pictures of them taking shots to videos of them singing songs about how shitty men are. Awesome.