i fear my anger. so i displace it, attach it to peripheral places or people. i have stifled it so long that i have packed it like dynamite, i have stored it and now it threatens to come out in explosions i fear.
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suddenly, a frog leaps into their throat —— swallowed down with a gulp and played off with a chivalrous grin. 〝 ‘course, lover girl. 〞 muscular arms wrap around her back, pulling her into them.
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grouchy as ever whilst pitching pegasus dung. huge thanks to chiron for the punishment; apparently, he doesn’t think too fondly of her dunking campers’ heads in the toilet as an initiation ceremony.
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so, you never place first in cabin inspection because a bunch of campers’ mommies and daddies don’t love them? use your brain and put those extra bodies to work.
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you also don’t have countless unclaimed kids or kids of smaller gods in your cabin. i have to have campers sleep on the blood. hades, i’ve slept on the floor.