Quenzia: now I should probably go talk to Angel

Achilles: *ran out giggling*

Achilles: kinda hard to

Quenzia: I love you

Quenzia: *he kissed back*

Achilles: well that worked

Quenzia: *kissed your cheek*

Achilles: *moved out of the way*

Achilles: god my mother will kill me

Quenzia: and you know I’m right

Quenzia: it gives me leverage, it will give you a beating

Achilles: I’m giving you a new host *brought it over to Ash*

Quenzia: no you will

Achilles: *snatched it up after putting on a glove*

Quenzia: you’ll get your ass beat if you say anything

Achilles: I know, but I’m here to help you *took out the jar with the almost liquified demon in it*

Quenzia: don’t

Achilles: hey friend *walked over*

Achilles: *hid the jar in his coat going to you*

Quenzia: mmm..him and my dad were cuddling in my dad’s bed