"Just a few murder cases up here… can't have the city going to shit and ending up like the lower half," Auntie Electra smirked.
Athena just gently shook her head, not falling for the woman's provocation, before walking over to me, who was sitting on Auntie Electra's comfy couch.
I felt the slight stress within my body dwindle, and as Athena slowly laid my head in her plump lap, her warmth made me nearly drool with comfort.
"Your hair is so silky… is it genetics, or do you do something to keep it so clean?" Athena asked, lightly petting my head while inspecting my hair with twirling fingers.
"Ask… my maids," I yawned before slowly closing my eyes and drifting off into the land of dreams.
…
When I awoke, I found myself still lying in Athena's lap, who was still petting the top of my head, and the smell of perfume that she had sprayed on her wrists permeated through my sinuses.
