Azoras: *went to bed internally hoping you don’t forget your promise and go to him anyway*

Quenzia: *kissed your neck* ready to go?

Quenzia: you look sharp in that suit

Azoras: *he did cry but was perfectly silent with it, he saw his ex instead of you in that room and he hated it*

Achilles: *probably holding the raccoon being off your property with it*

Quenzia: it’ll wait, I think a nice outfit is in order *he snickered having seen you in the corner of his eye putting on a dress and walking over*

Azoras: …thank you. *put you down and left going home to cry a little more*

Achilles: *got distracted because adorable raccoon*

Achilles: *decided to drop off food for you leaving it outside your door*

Quenzia: I don’t think I’ve ever worn a crop top while going out before

Azoras: ….promise me you won’t show up at my house blackout drunk

Achilles: *went out the next day for the same routine *

Quenzia: *gave you a kiss going to change clothes *

Azoras: *took it back * and instead of trying to help me get it you’re fighting with me

Achilles: *went home laying in bed*

Quenzia: *got up* well then let’s get ready

Azoras: *took the bottle lifting you up* it matters to me, and it always has, I changed him for his happiness because it matters, I have kept you from killing him because it matters, and I didn’t know what happened beforehand but if you get hurt it will matter because you matter to me and I will take care of you cause you matter

Achilles: *sorta nodded before leaving *

Achilles: *watching, it was still very good though not as fresh*

Azoras; I’m sorry..

Quenzia: well, would you like to go to your favorite restaurant? My treat

Achilles: ….yes

Azoras: Angel you’re going to become your brother if you continue

Quenzia: well what would you like to eat?

Achilles: I know *handed you the food* if you don’t trust this I’ll eat a piece you give me to prove it’s fine

Quenzia: You alright?

Azoras: I’d rather you not get blackout drunk Angel

Achilles: I’m here to apologize and give you food

Quenzia: I bet they’ll be beautiful

Azoras: *moved you away from it* stop