Gods & Sunday Dinners ☕ Tyra looks at Omisha and whistles. Omisha is wearing an off-shoulder long sleeve black dress that reaches mid-calf. The edges are lined with white and she has paired it with black stiletto heels. She did her makeup light with the most extravagant thing being her eyeliner. Her hair is gelled down and she wears her favourite black diamond earrings and necklace she got from her father when she graduated.
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"Damn girl. You make simple look expensive. Teach me."
Omisha laughs as she blushes. Her phone dings and she looks.
"Oh, he's here!"
"Tell him to keep his hands to himself and have you home by midnight!"
"Yes, Mom!"
Tyra laughs as she hugs Omisha, smoothing her dress. Omisha sprays herself quickly, hitting her hotspots before doing an overall body spray. She looks in the mirror one last time before petting Teddy's head and waves to Tyra as she leaves the apartment. She walks outside and sees Kharon who smiles at her.
"Miss Corvus! You look stunning."
"Thank you, Kharon."
"Mr. Thanatos is already at his parents. Apparently, he needs a pep talk. What for, I do not know."
She chuckles as she gets into the car, buckling up as Kharon closes the door and gets in the driver's seat. He pulls off, Omisha looking at her phone before looking at Kharon.
"Can you give me any advice for dealing with the family tonight?"
Kharon glances back before humming.
"Well, Hera is an alcoholic--functioning but barely. She sees all women as competition for Zeus. Poseidon and Hades are pretty similar in personality as they are the quiet types. Aphrodite thinks she is God's gift to this world. If she thinks you are prettier than her she will hate you."
Omisha snorts as Kharon smiles.
"Athena is a lawyer so be prepared for some hard questions. I can't tell you any more to be honest. I haven't met the others and Mr. Thanatos doesn't talk about them."
Omisha notices that they are in a more suburban area.
"However, I think the matriarch of the family will like you. You remind me of Persephone and of all the women Mr. Thanatos has been with, you are pretty similar to her. I think she'll like you."
"Thank you, Kharon. Guess if momma likes me I'm good?"
"From my own experience: yes."
She chuckles as she relaxes a bit. Kharon pulls in front of a mansion that looks like it was lifted from the pages of a history textbook. She lets out a low whistle. She knew the Olympus were rich but goddamn: this is some old-money type rich.
"We are here. I informed Mr. Thanatos. He should be--oh there he is."
Kharon steps out the car, opening the door as he offers his hand to Omisha. She takes it, thanking him as she steps out.
