[ dollar store ]
@mp-xinyuan
the island is honestly huge - or at least it is when you’re venturing into every single building trying to figure out what it’s for. admittedly his breaking and entering has led him to some borderline dangerous situations but he’s not scared of anything. even if another god would decide to murder him, most of them think he’s a demigod due to the mortal body he’s in, and so he would always have plenty of time to escape back to his own body before someone would think of trying to harm him in worse ways.
still, it’s been hectic enough his past couple of wanderings, so this time he’s foregoing doors that require a more convincing approach and only enters through those that open at a touch of the hand and nothing else.
what he doesn’t expect when he opens this particular one is for the screeching owl to alert whoever’s inside of his arrival, and when he steps further inside to let the door close again behind him, he’s more than a little surprised by the display of shelves in the room, filled with all kinds of curiosities and things most probably used for nefarious purposes.
“well,” he says when he looks over at the first sign of movement to face a young demigoddess walking up to him. “this is not the dollar store, is it?” he grins easily at her, expression not showing anything other than happy amusement.












