'Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday evening

[divinesurfchick]

It wasn't like Aphrodite to be angry or depressed for too long, but then again it wasn't like her to spend part of the weekend made of plastic and unable to close her hand around anything. So, she was being 'emo' and knew it. After counting how many take out boxes were lined up on the table, she decided she had to do something

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[furious_maximus]

As he walked by the store (some habits were hard to break, and Max wasn't even sure if he wanted to break this one) Max noticed signs of someone there. He paused outside, standing in front of the door but not moving to open it.

He was pretty sure 'Dite was inside, and he wanted to make sure she was alright after... Well. After.

But he remembered, and this place made those memories all the stronger.

[divinesurfchick]

'Dite had been getting ready to head out when she noticed the shadow by the door. She sighed, but opened the door, prepared to turn away a hopeful customer.

"I'm sorry, we're -- Max."

No, they weren't Max, he was Max. Which made 'Dite surprised.

"Hi."

[furious_maximus]

"'Dite," he responded quietly. "I..."

Wanted to check up on her. See how she was holding up.

[divinesurfchick]

She nodded. "Yeah." She got that.

"I'm . . . " Shrug. She was okay. Mostly.