I’m not familiar at all -~-
So you start
Dope-I shalt start.
Oki
Ahem ahem ahem-
Eros had been called to Mt. Olympus by his mother, Aphrodite, Goddess of Beauty. He was already a bit on edge-his mother was prone to fits and outbursts, quick to anger, and Eros was often forced to do her dirty work.
walking up the steps to the temple?
“Yes mother?”
it's more like a palace for the gods-but yeah you're good-
His mother was sitting on her throne, looking off into the distance with a disraught expression
"...Am I not beautiful?"
OH SHIT-if she was starting with this, then whatever was coming COULDN'T be good-
underneath breath’oh gods…’
“Of course you are mother!”
"And I am...the goddess of Beauty....then why....why have the mortals forsaken me...for her."
“for who mother?”
He was thinking “not this again”
"Another mortal...Psyche...they're calling her more beautiful than me-they've started worshipping her-they're ignoring my temples!!"
She was seething
