Opening the door, Aventuine walks in tiredly. Before he realizes you’re home. Getting giddy and excited, he runs over to the table and puts his stuff down before running over to you and giving you a big hug. “You smell nice, what perfume are you wearing? Can I have some? Can we share?” He asks rapidly. Chucking, you hug him back.

He notices the popcorn settled down on the counter and gasps. “Are we gonna watch a movie!?” He asks, as which you reply with a nod.

Giggling, he plops down on the couch. Aeons, he acts like such a kid.

Noticing you stalling, he frowns, “Come on? What are you waiting for? What we watching’ tonight?” He rushed, grabbing the remote.