Amicus

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Amicus arrived at the house. As Caecilius walked out, in the corner of his eye he spotted Amicus standing there in a brand new toga. "Salvete love~"  Amicus coos, his hand on his hip.

Caecilius, visibly red, turns around to see if anyone heard such a vulgar greeting.

"Salve Amicus" He sighs "You know you can't say such things when visiting, it's very unprofessional." He smiles though. Amicus always liked to get on his nerves.

Amicus walked himself in. Obviously feeling quite at home. He sat in the triclinio adjusting himself to sit comfortably on the long chairs. 

"You came to have a good time, yes?" Amicus yawns. Clearly his flamboyant attitude and looks were just too much for Caecilius he thought. 

Caecilius stutters. "N-no I invited you for dinner." Amicus reached over and picked a few grapes. "So where's dinner?" He asked looking Caecilius up and down. 

Caecilius turns red again. "I should probably go check on the meal huh." Caecilius stutters rushing out of the room towards the culina.

Caecilius quickly peeks behind himself to see if Amicus was following then.... WHAM

Caecilius looks up, to see a bulky figure standing in the doorway to the culina.

Still visibly flustered, He jumps backwards and apologizes "Oh! Sorry! I'll be going now!"

He turns around and just as he was about to leave, a strong hand grips his shoulder. "Where do you think your going" 




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