⌠ 🍷 ⌡ ↪ ❛ for @somnolxnt ❜ (closed.)
dionysus loved to party. was there ever any doubt about that? his whole existence had been spent on rituals and immense bursts of merriment -- such was the lifestyle the god of ritual madness and ecstasy prided himself of and nothing could stop him, not even the looming threat of confinement. so long as there was wine and all sorts of alcoholic beverages -- and from first inspection, there seemed to be alcohol aplenty for the deity to drown himself in -- then he could survive whatever this was for a month or two if need be.
he'd been the first to discover all the party essentials that had been laid out for them, of course he was. after the initial scare, given how he'd always been one to go with the flow of things and never one to worry a ton, he was quick to disperse the tension in the air and music now flared through the generously provided sound system. with a bottle of wine in hand, he began to dance and dragged in whoever was closest into the center of the room. it was also a given that dionysus loathed to stay in one spot for long and so, he carries himself along with the already half finished bottle of wine towards other parts of the room.
in his merriment, he accidentally spills the contents of the bottle and it lands on another resident of the mansion. dionysus hisses to himself -- ah shit, he messed up.
❝ sorry dude, m'bad. ❞
