XENIA
For the first time in my life, I was walking through the doors of a guy’s house.
It shouldn’t be a big deal, but it still felt unreal because it was the home of one of the most popular and respected students in Hailsmith. My first visit to a guy’s house could’ve been to that or an ordinary and insignificant one, but it wasn’t.
It was to Hades’ home, one that looked like the tower of Babylon because of how gigantic luxuriously furnished it was on the inside and out.
I tried not to think too much of his invite even though my mom called it a date as usual and teased me until I was a blushing red mess before I left the house. But I knew it was most likely a friendly visit since he’d just asked me over to come and try out a game that he swore he would beat me at since I won him at alm
