⁣　　 Ｍｙｉａ—Ｔｈｅ Ｆｌｙ.

“And I love @slecplss for it so much.” 😫😭

— you not! One time, I was talking my thoughts nonstop for an entire lunar cycle. That…made my mouth very dry. It was not a fun experience at all let me tell you. So I suppose that means you should hydrate? Yes…hydrate sir. You never know when someone may curse you.”

A look of ‘are you an idiot?’ before she shakes her head. “No. Most definitely not a silence curse. I talk a little too much for it to be that. Like now! And now! And again then! And—well you get the point, sir. I talk a lot and sometimes, I cannot stop talking for days! I kid —

Miya’s face is now quick to flush. “Wh-Wha—HUH?! Better?! What? I deserve wh—I was…” Speechless Myia is a strange thing to come across, but it seems Endymion was able to make such a thing happen with ease. SHE WAS JUST TEASING! 😫

Myia is very quick to step into Endymion’s line of sight, smiling bright. “Yes, but if you cannot see her at this time, you should focus on what is on the ground in front of you. It would hurt your eyes less as well, at least I think it would.”

— speak to you of love, do we not? I wish to be like a normal mortal today.”

— think it is very wise to think of many things at once, do you not? Thinking of many things preoccupies the mind and stops the deadly void of silence that creeps up, wishing to steal your secrets in the dark. So that is why I am speaking of my lover to you. Often we mortals —

A blink. “Helios….Oh! Yes.” Myia laughs again, lightly tapping the side of her head. “My poor mind is lost on me in times of speaking and goes all over on many tangents. I can care very much about you stealing what is his while caring very much about my newfound love. I —

“Yeah, okay. But then I was thinking that maybe I should stay? I mean…if you sent me away, clearly something very fun and interesting must be happening. I want to see, so I came back.” She pulls out some snacks. “I brought goodies.”

“A cat! It stole my flower crown!” Myia shouts back to the stranger and she keeps chasing and screaming profanities at the poor creature.

— having to adapt to such a live style, but— “I mean, would those gods even know where to find you? I guess not. And if no one likes to visit my—our shack, then they don’t need to visit either~”

— the village. You would be living with just me all alone in a small little hut that no one cares to visit because I just talk and talk and even though I invite anyone to visit, they never come. You would be much more isolated than this place…” Myia should be sad for him —

The emotions over Miya’s face must have been fun to watch. Sadness, confusion, joy, more confusion— “To live with me?” Myia repeats, unable to believe it even with her own voice speaking those words. “But if you live with me, you have to walk all the way down the mountain to —

•*~ Hypnos may not get Myia…but man does he get me. 🫩 Imma nap.

A bright blush! “Endymion!?” Down she goes to effectively become a pillow. “I am much more comfortable in other places…like—“ Myia shuffles around and helps move Endymion up towards her chest. “There. Much more pillow like, no~?”

— fault. I have not been able to have a normal life because of him…and now he wishes to stalk me? It isn’t fair…no. Maybe I’m wrong? Maybe he…” Myia takes a quick peek towards the god.

Oh no. There he is again. @Dioncsus. Myia starts pacing back and forth, muttering to herself. “He’s here to spy on me. He wants to make sure I do not spy again. I wasn’t meaning to spy the first time…so why is he punishing me more? Why must he always punish me? This was his—

•*~ So, stolen from Dorian 🫶

•*~ Almost done work then I’ll be here hehehe

https://t.co/9QcGRmCRbx For tomorrow!