Adam

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Adam had been in hell for abotut a year at this time and was in bed staring at his ceiling. Getting up he sighed deeply and left lute sleeping as he slid his feet into his boots, clipping his suspenders to his slacks and standing up, revolver in holster on his hip.

He would go downstairs to the bar and sit in the stool, a plastic sippy cup ready for him with his whisky.

"You look like shit" a gruff voice bellowed from the other end of the counter, Husk standing proudly (but still short) cleaning glasses.

"Ain't that the truth" Adam responded, his voice croaked and he yawned.

"How's Angel?" He asked

Husk would pause for a moment, thinking about the two of them and how their marriage went. "Things have been good, a few mishaps but things are well."  his tail would flick like a normal cat

Adam smiled and got up. "I'm just gonna go for a walk whilst I wait for Miss anger issues to wake up" he'd snicker "I do love Lute though"

he'd get up and put his coat on, heading outside and closing the door behind him.

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