You and Achilleus are going on a run in a car you managed to find.

For some reason you let Achilleus drive, he’s fast and he’s crashed into a few sickos.

He crashes into a really fat one and your body bounces up you hit your head.

He puts his arm over you as a seat belt and hits the breaks he looks over you.

“You okay? Your alright, right? Your good?” Its not like him to care but your one of his favorite people.