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Who: Dionysus, Eros, Ariadne + anyone else that want's to join in and see a rare moment of Dionysus flipping out...
What: A night at Synesthesia where Dionysus get's a surprise visit from his last flame, Althaia and an embarrassment that brings out the worst...
Where: Synesthesia
When: Tuesday night
Warnings: A bi-polar Dionysus
OOC note: I know that the community hasn't been active, I'm trying to help remedy that in hopes that it will help bring some people out and about again...
That happy grin on his face, Dionysus stepped out of the kitchen to clear up a few tables, hoping that in the spand of the night he may get to see Ariadne again. It had been weeks. Maybe even months since he'd seen her. He lost count of the days after that last night on Naxos beach. He could be considered a stalker with the amount of times he'd went past her door, called her number in the hopes to hearing her voice ring in--whether it was in anger or joy. He didn't care as long as he came into some sort of contact with her again. It was a magnetic pull that he couldn't seem to shake down and he wasn't about to.
He was decked out in his nicest outfit complete with the infamous lip gloss, greeting one customer after the next with his charm, ignoring how blately boring this job could be. He'd been on his best behavior, or tried to at least over the past month earning a better repritore with the manager than he had on his first day.
Looking down to his pants he felt the phone vibrate against his leg. The shiney red phone made an appearence as he pulled it out, feeling sick feeling to his stomach when he realized the number that bleared across the screen. It was Althaia. Again. This was one woman that wasn't going to leave him alone. Quick fingers scattered across the numbers sending her a text that said I'm at work. Maybe that would keep her at bay for at least a few hours.
What: A night at Synesthesia where Dionysus get's a surprise visit from his last flame, Althaia and an embarrassment that brings out the worst...
Where: Synesthesia
When: Tuesday night
Warnings: A bi-polar Dionysus
OOC note: I know that the community hasn't been active, I'm trying to help remedy that in hopes that it will help bring some people out and about again...
That happy grin on his face, Dionysus stepped out of the kitchen to clear up a few tables, hoping that in the spand of the night he may get to see Ariadne again. It had been weeks. Maybe even months since he'd seen her. He lost count of the days after that last night on Naxos beach. He could be considered a stalker with the amount of times he'd went past her door, called her number in the hopes to hearing her voice ring in--whether it was in anger or joy. He didn't care as long as he came into some sort of contact with her again. It was a magnetic pull that he couldn't seem to shake down and he wasn't about to.
He was decked out in his nicest outfit complete with the infamous lip gloss, greeting one customer after the next with his charm, ignoring how blately boring this job could be. He'd been on his best behavior, or tried to at least over the past month earning a better repritore with the manager than he had on his first day.
Looking down to his pants he felt the phone vibrate against his leg. The shiney red phone made an appearence as he pulled it out, feeling sick feeling to his stomach when he realized the number that bleared across the screen. It was Althaia. Again. This was one woman that wasn't going to leave him alone. Quick fingers scattered across the numbers sending her a text that said I'm at work. Maybe that would keep her at bay for at least a few hours.