My eyes are swollen and my sinuses are leaking with slow, maddening persistence. So is the sky, right now. And yet, the ground is still frozen. Via Popehat’s twitter feed:
PERSEPHONE: I'm back, Mom.
DEMETER: Your mail's on the counter. How's Mopey McGee?
PERSEPHONE: Do we have to do this now?
DEMETER: Finish his novel yet?
PERSEPHONE: Mom.
DEMETER: "The Sorrow & The More Sorrow" was it?
PERSEPHONE: I'm not doing this. I'll be back in a week. [SLAM]— Glen Weldon (@ghweldon) April 11, 2018
HADES: No look it's GREAT you're back.
PERSEPHONE (coldly): Go on.
HADES: But I mean … do you really want to keep people waiting? For like, blossoms and bluebells and … whatnot?
PERSEPHONE: "Bluebells"? The fuck?
HADES: Or I don't know, tulips?
PERSEPHONE: What. Is going. On.— Glen Weldon (@ghweldon) April 11, 2018
HADES: See, I knew — Look, it's my thing, not your thing, I get it.
PERSEPHONE: WAR ATROCITIES. Are your "THING."
HADES: I mean .. kinda?
PERSEPHONE (to self): Mom was right.
HADES: Hm?
PERSEPHONE: But I'm not giving her the satisfaction. I'm staying here.
HADES: Oh. … Great.— Glen Weldon (@ghweldon) April 11, 2018
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