HERCULES GRINNED AS HIS FOOT TAPPED RHYTHMICALLY against the floor, he was unable to stay still in his seat. These last few weeks since he found out Phillip and Aurora would have a public wedding had him so excited, he had never been to a wedding before. And nothing could be more wonderful than the first one he attends to be the wedding of his best friend. His hands plopped down onto the table with an enthusiastic clatter as Herc was practically bouncing with glee. “So from all of my research conducted, which was mainly american comedy movies, I have come to the great decision about your batcaholer party!” he beamed, hardly containing his joy, every ounce of his body was buzzing with excitement. “You will be happy to know we are not going to Vegas! That is just trouble... but I do think you should put me in charge!” @philipcharmont​

It wasn’t usual for Hercules to be out and about at night time, he preferred the cooler temperature and chill in the air to the humid and hot daytime. Night time was much better for jogging too, because there were less people and that way he didn’t have to dodge shoppers or women with babies in push chairs. Yes, he enjoyed running at night, it was a nice distraction from his current state-- and it felt very freeing. 

He slowed down as he reached the gates of the park and eventually came to a slow stop, pondering on whether or not he wanted to take an extra lap or just head home. It was weird right? To enjoy the quiet exercise? He would have to ask one of his new ‘bros’ if they also enjoyed it. Herc began to stretch his hamstrings when he noticed a figure in the distance, as the person got closer Herc realised exactly who is was. 

“Phillip you mad man!” he called out with a chuckle. “What in the Underworld are you doing out so late? It’s almost midnight!” he scolded, walking towards his friend. “Well are you coming home or heading out?”