Patroclus
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“No..no,m” he shook his head “Well not intentionally…”
“Are you… avoiding him?”
“Your brother isn’t around is he? I don’t want to interrupt anything.”
“I bet. I learned with Odysseus and his friends when I could.” She seemed proud of that statement.
“Yes both Achilles and I did, he is an excellent teacher.”
“You studied with Chiron?” She looked a bit shocked.
“I enjoy it really, I learned a lot about plants while with Chiron.”
“Are you sure, it should not be your duty to fix up the garden.”
“Oh I will, if I’m being honest the Gardner is doing a poor job.”
“Oh, well, alright. Since you are a guest I suppose you can sleep where you like. Just be careful of the plants. My brother had this garden planted for my mother especially when he built the palace.”
“I enjoy sleeping out side, reminds me of my childhood.”
“Oh, you are a friend of my brother then.” She raised a brow. “Then why are you sleeping in the garden?”
“Then we aren’t tossing out our clothes” he leans in close to him
"noo I don't want you to be mean" he pouts
“No but then you’ll have to deal with me complaining.” He teased
He nuzzles into his hand. "So would, what are they going do? Kick a door in and carry me over their shoulder, half of them suck anyway, beside Odysseus, he just himself"
“And then what are you gonna do when we have to go out, can’t have your bits hanging out.”
"but Patroclus it's would be fun"
“I didn’t say that” he shook his head “Don’t go burning your clothes.” He walks over to him
"so shirtless, works for me, like time to burn some clothes"
“Of course you don’t…not that I’m complaining either.” Snaps another picture
"shirtless is perfect position? I mean I don't mind doing that more"
"shirtless is perfect position? I mean I don't mind doing that more"
“Because you dork, you’re always in the perfect position to be photographed.”
He sits on a rock by the river, harvesting some herbs. He picks a few and sticks them into a bag attached to his hip.
“Patroclus” he raised his hands “I fought alongside Achilles and Odysseus in the Trojan war.”
"Who even are you?" She asked yanking the broom back from him.
“Easy easy….i didn’t mean any harm…I’ll leave.
As he grabs the broom her nostrils flare, much like a bull's before they charge.
“Ow! I said I was sleeping! I thought it was public property.” He grabs the end of the broom “Stop hitting me.”
"What are you even doing here?" Beating him with the end of the broom.
He pressed his lips together “Fine I guess I can forgive you”
“Sir you are like three times my size! Also you should have known something was off I don’t fight like Achilles.”