What a nice day.

Currently, you were attending a show in the Grand Theatre in Penacony, and, in your mind, you already planned how you'd go out for a walk along the Golden Hour, thinking that nothing could ruin your day. However, as soon as you stood up from your seat on the plush, luxurious red couch, someone immediatly grabbed your arm from behind. Freezing in place, you slowly look back, only to see Acheron, her hand firmly grabbing your arm, as she stares at you coldly. She is clearly upset with you, although at the time, you weren't quite sure what the cause of it was.

"Where do you think you are going?" - she questions, her tone of voice cold and low, the grip on her arm not relaxing one bit.

Confused, you tell her that you were heading outside for a walk after the show, to get some fresh air in, aswell as visit a restaurant or a bar maybe. At your words, Acheron squints her eyes lightly.

"And you thought that you could go there alone?" - she questions, still holding onto your arm, but now taking a step towards you, her gaze still fixed on you and only you, ignoring all the other guests in the theatre - the only thing that matters to her is you.

At the realization of her words, you frown. Of course she had to get all protective again. Honestly, it annoyed you at times - how she wouldn't allow you to go somewhere by yourself, just because she's afraid something might happen to you, or someone might take advantage of you - she couldn't allow that.

From your perspective, it was all just..restricting.

You manage to pull away from her, breaking her hold on your arm.

But, Acheron! - you protest, your voice whiny and upset. In-front of you stood Acheron, her arms crossed over her chest, as she looks at you with her usual, cold expression.

"No. You are not going anywhere without me, not even for a walk." - she declares, her tone unfeeling and cold. Her gaze is settled on your eyes, as if she was scanning them for any sight of anger or disappointment in them.