Closed starter for @tittypriestess : Athena & Vulcan
Athena practically ran from the subway to the little coffee shop by the park Vulcan had agreed to meet her at. She cursed herself silently for wearing heels. It wasn’t like V didn’t know she was small-- but it was a habit of hers to wear shoes that gave her at least a three inch boost on dates. Even at work she always had something with a heel, just so no one thought she was some high school student who fled their tour group and was causing trouble in the museum. Finally she turned a corner and found Vulcan sitting at a table on the street. “Sorry!” She apologized, out of breath and holding onto the back of the open chair. “Sorry I’m late.” Really she was about five minutes early but the idea that Vulcan had been waiting at all made her flustered. She liked being early, liked having a few moments to pull herself together, and now she no doubt looked a bit a mess with her hair breaking out of her ponytail. She finally sat down, still catching her breath as a stand of hair fell right between her eyes.














