Achilles: thank you!

Azoras; *was gone*

Quenzia: *sleeping with his arm around you*

Achilles: of course! I made sure it falls off the bone so you could finish it fast

Quenzia: *did not visit angel for the weekend cause he was upset with him*

Achilles: *brought it for your lunch break bringing you a good large container of it having kept it hot*

Quenzia: *tucked you in and never left your side*

Quenzia: and I’ll stay right here next to you

Achilles: *decided to make her some real good bbq chicken and vegetables*

Quenzia: I don’t like you being hurt…

Achilles: *smiled going back inside *

Quenzia: *started to cry again *

Achilles: I’ll bring you lunch later!

Quenzia: *took you to bed laying you down and laying next to you and holding you* my poor baby what did he do to you?

Achilles: definitely *put a flower in her hair smiling*

Azoras: *took you to Quenzia’s home*

Quenzia: my baby! *ran over hugging you and taking you from his dad clearly having been crying*

Achilles: I think he gets into fights but is too embarrassed to admit he loses

Azoras: I know I know *cleaned you up and healed you a little with magic*

Achilles: sorry sorry

Azoras: *it didn’t hurt him as much as it likely hurt Perry picking him up*