- Pronouns
- They/them
Abel finally got up a few hours later. He didn't have much of a headache, but he did have the vague hanging feeling that he was missing something. Hm. He got out of Mitch's bed, his blanket forgotten there, and looked around a bit. He didn't take anything, since he wasn't sure Mitch would be fine with him taking any of his clothes. Especially because he had a unique style and it would be very obvious. That and the fuckin' ice witch that was the Dunham lady with her two little terrors was around. She would judge too hard and he could take it, he would purposefully stir that pot. But Mitch didn't need the consequential wreckage.
So with his clothes from last night on and barely awake he headed downstairs following the sound of a guitar. He watched Mitch play from the staircase, partially down, and he was about to interrupt. At least to say good... Morning, it was sort of morning. But then he saw Ice witch and summer witchling coming over from the living room and panicked. He ran back upstairs, staying still until it was them in the music room. With a pout, and disappointed but not in the mood for Selene's bullshit, he sneaked around the living room, and practically sprinted to Ishade's room so he could shower and change. He still had that feeling he was forgetting something.
So with his clothes from last night on and barely awake he headed downstairs following the sound of a guitar. He watched Mitch play from the staircase, partially down, and he was about to interrupt. At least to say good... Morning, it was sort of morning. But then he saw Ice witch and summer witchling coming over from the living room and panicked. He ran back upstairs, staying still until it was them in the music room. With a pout, and disappointed but not in the mood for Selene's bullshit, he sneaked around the living room, and practically sprinted to Ishade's room so he could shower and change. He still had that feeling he was forgetting something.