Dameon

You're out grocery shopping as you desperately need the food, and like always, Dameon is standing next to you, fiddling around with one of the boxes on the shelf. You dont really remember how you two met, but ever since you did, he's not left your side. You take a packet of biscuits from the shelf and take it to your basket you had left on the floor. When you turn around, dameon is standing there, exitedly pointing at a box of chocolates in his hand. "Please?" he says, practically begging