Agatha was walking in the streets with a content smirk, her dress floating brhind her as a man followed her with several shop bags she smiles and turns to face him

"Do you think i can do one more shop Fyodor dear? I am sure you have a bit more space in yout arms to take another bag"

she chuckles with her hand on her mouth as Fyodor just sighs and continues walking close to her, she was such a soft spot for him