Apollo: I don’t feel like cooking right now. Should I heat up the spaghetti or eat through the cold?
Athena: Okay, first of all, why the fuck are you asking me?
Apollo: Maybe cause you’re the only other fucking person in this room?
Athena: Alright, well then just fucking heat it up. Cold food is sad.
Apollo: But iM SAD-
Athena: BUT THE FOOD DOESN’T HAVE TO BE, JACKASS! You don’t have to fucking drag down the spaghetti with you!!
Apollo: WELL TOO BAD I’M DOING IT ANYWAY! I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR OPINIONS!!
Athena: THEN WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE POINT OF ASKING ME FOR MY OPINION?!
Apollo: *insert mimicking what she just said*
Athena: *rolls eyes*
Apollo: Do you want some?
Athena: Thanks, but I just ate.
Apollo: Aight, if you say so.












