- A few days later...
Mira opened the door to her bedroom to find her father waiting outside.
He waved at her with a wry look as he held up a plastic tub of cookie dough.
"Morning-"
Mira shut the door in his face.
Abaddon, frozen in place, felt a bit of his soul shatter on the inside.
Just as he turned to leave, the door to Mira's room opened once again, renewing his face with hope.
This hope was also dashed away as Mira yanked away the cookie dough he carried, then closed the door in his face once again.
It was a hair bit softer this time. So maybe that was progress...
-
Thea's morning started with a fit of giggles and a few roaming hands.
A young, human Aubrey lay on top of her as they shared sweet words and even sweeter exchanges.
The rest of their family was still asleep from the prior days of nonstop partying, leaving them with this slightly rare moment to themselves.
