Chapter 17Rubber-neck has stepped away from the front desk and at the moment I am glad for that. Explaining to a stupid, silly human why Fenrir is no longer with me would be hard. Lying about it even harder. My silver tongue is at a loss for words right now. I need to be alone. I need to sulk.
What? You don’t think gods should be allowed to pout?
I step into the elevator, turn just enough to punch the button for my floor, then face the back wall as the doors slide shut behind me. It would be easier to just sag to the bottom of the elevator and stay there. Finding a god in pseudo-sleep would just freak out the next people to board. That might be worth a laugh. Another time, maybe.
The elevator stops with a shudder and the doors sigh open. I step backward into the hallway and turn to walk
