One goddess took the water to drink.

Two goddesses scooped the water to drink.

Three goddesses scrambled for the water to drink.

Four goddesses...

Five goddesses...

"Fuck! Damn it! Don't come! There's really not a drop left!"

Looking at his empty refrigerator and lockers, with no embers in front of him, Hephaestus, the god of fire and forging, wanted to cry but had no tears. Since he extinguished the fire and traveled through time, his biggest worry was his relatives, sisters, aunts, aunts, grandmothers, etc., who often came to his temple to eat and drink, take things, and even refused to leave.

Especially as time went by, the number increased, not only relatives and friends, but also gods from other mythological worlds.