|Dulce et (decorum_est) wrote in repose,|
@ 2018-09-05 19:12:00
|Entry tags:||*log, archie westcliffe, wren iliescu|
Archie & Wren: Milkshakes
Who: Archie Westcliffe + Wren Karavaev
What: Wren deserves a milkshake. And cuddles.
Where: On the edge of town, then somewhere else
When: Backdated to Sunday, 26th August
Archie hadn't had his first milkshake until he'd come to America maybe a decade after he had been turned. And no, he didn't need to drink or eat human things anymore, but Eli had insisted he try it, even if, after ten years of a very limited, blood based diet, it gave him a stomach ache.
It had been nothing short of dreamy.
And though neither of them really indulged in human food, there were a few things they periodically went for when they could.
It was fun to pretend, sometimes.
So now, of course, Archie was more than happy to take Wren for his first milkshake. Wren seemed nice, he seemed- like he needed a friend. And Archie was making it his business to be friends with anyone. To spread a little happiness.
He headed for the edge of the town where it met the forest. He wasn't exactly sure what Wren looked like, or why he was in the forest, but it wasn't as though he thought he had anything to be scared of.