Achilles: *his own workout of sorts was a lot of agility*

Quenzia: *walked out with you sorta feeling the tender spot probably on his neck taking you home*

Quenzia: you’re gonna need to move your head so we can walk home properly

Achilles: *a very fun game actually*

Quenzia: *put his hand on your head* do you just wanna go home?

Achilles; *was just having a lot of fun*

Achilles: *probably ran by being closely chased by someone who had a knife *

Quenzia: *shaking a little * honey we’re in public

Quenzia: *covered his mouth letting you, his blood probably tasting heavenly*

Achilles: *ran around laughing and being chased*

Achilles: *enjoyed it before playing cat and mouse with a new friend *

Quenzia: *giggled a little kissing you*

Achilles: *went to a cafe afterwards to eat an apple pie *

Quenzia: oh alright *he smiled as the waiter brought them to a table with menus before leaving, he look a seat*

Achilles: *left to go wash his hands and shit*

Quenzia: hm? *looked where you were looking *

Quenzia: *smiled kissing back*

Achilles: *smiling at the raccoon before finally putting it down *

Quenzia: *went out with you to the restaurant *

Achilles: you’re an adorable little guy, chunky but so very cute