- 𝗔𝗱𝗮𝗺

〝 maybe that would be best . . 〞

〝 she has been harsh && critical . she wants me to get rid of it . 〞

❝ I've literally done nothing to you. ❞

:3c

❝ They're pretty small. ❞

⠀⠀Michael pressed his lips together. ❝ No, that's not it. The tiny horns are kind of funny, though. ❞

Fair.

“ you’re kinda like .. dead . dead dead . so uhm .. i don’t think she’d have any reason to hurt you .. you sure you couldn’t use a good drink or a warm bed ? ”

that’s !— erm .. “ do you uhm — wanna come back to the hotel ? it’s uh .. probably not safe for you to be seen down .. here . no . ”

she erm .. kinda already saw him .. sooo … hi ?*

〝 i don't want to go to hell . but i still want my baby . it's complicated . && i know heaven won't see it that way . 〞

And the embassy is exactly where Abel finds himself, helmet donned as he waits anxiously near the entrance from the inside. Their last meeting didn't exactly end / well /, and he just doesn't know what to expect from his own father now.

He'll be down in five. He just has to drop this paperwork off. He'll meet Adam at the embassy?

He . . has some free time. It couldn't hurt ( too badly ) to stop by for a bit.