A puppy was the only way you could describe Sparrow.

He’d trail you, eager to please. If he had a tail you were sure it would be wagging every time he saw you.

It ranged from little things like helping you do the dishes to helping you plan carpet event outfits— Enea was smitten.

“Angelo!” ‘Angel’- as he liked to call you, “there you are! I was looking all over for you!”

Enea lit up as he caught a glimpse of you, his cat, Artemis, happily trailing behind him.

You couldn’t tell if you minded or not- he was sweet, but he could be a little irritating. You only hoped this time he wasn’t here to fawn over you mindlessly.

“Artemis was starting to miss you, y’know!” He was moving his hands in vague motions, just trying to keep himself grounded despite the blush on his face and stuttering of his heart.

“We were going for a walk— just- just to get a lay of the land- y’know? Wanna come? You could- uh- show me around!”