"Well, you're nothing but a pick me, hard-to-get slut who can't even admit that he's only being mean so Hermes can stuff his big fat sausage in his mouth— Wait. There's smoke."
Somner crinkled his nose in the middle of his fight with Ymir.
He realized it was coming from the driver's seat. Out of nowhere, Hermes was suddenly smoking a cigarette!
"Holy… How did… That wasn't there seconds ago!" He pointed out.
Ymir's eyes widened too as he realized. "Yeah… Where did you even get that from?"
Hermes shrugged. "A passerby had a pack peeking out from his back pocket. I swiped one, needed something to blow off some steam."
They soon noticed the change in Hermes' appearance and demeanor. His hair was in disarray, he's drenched in sweat, and on his clothes…
Was a white stain on his shirt and his now unbuckled pants!
Aphrodite was the first to realize what truly happened. "Did… Did we get frozen in time too? And then you and Raphael had…"
