#incorrect toa
Will and Nico:*cuddling*
Apollo, climbing between them: make room for god
apollo: how was I supposed to know my actions have consequences?
meg: YOU ARE LITERALLY THE GOD OF PROPHECY.
meg, hands apollo a burger: here you go, a dish made for the gods.
apollo, takes a bite and spits it out: MEG THIS IS TERRIBLE YOU SAID IT WAS MADE FOR THE GODS???
meg: It was! I made it for you and you’re a god!
apollo:……
apollo: thank you meg, this is lovely.
lester in THO: *misses a shot*
lester:….
lester: great now my aim is as straight as I am