paris is electric | phemera / FB
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Hemera was laying down in a ridiculously comfortable chair, and her hands were currently being peeled and made pretty. Bonefish were currently working their rather gross magic on her feet, and she was wearing a luxurious robe. Her eyes were covered with cucumber slices, and her skin was covered in a grey goo that was supposed to make her even more beautiful than she already was. Pheme was next to her, of course. Hemera rarely went anywhere without her best friends (either Pheme or Amphitrite) by her side, and today was no different. Leaning back a bit further in her chair, Hemera let out a soft sigh and turned her head slightly to the side, so that one of the cucumber slices moved and allowed her to see Pheme. “This is paradise. A really, really expensive paradise,” she said, her voice dreamy. “So... Now that we are alone - ish.... What happened last night? You totally disappeared on me at that club for a while. Did anything interesting happen?”