Persephone was trying not to judge on the poor, poor animals sacrificed to fill their stomachs. She put her PETA hat on her vanity before she came. Wearing black ballet flats and a red wrap dress. Golden strands were pulled into a messy, stylish French braid headband while leaving stray hair to frame her face. Lashes batted together as she sipped some Pomegranate tea, content to just stand there roasting some marshmallows with her free hand to make some smores. Sure, it was gelatin, but she really couldn't say no to smores, PETA or not.