"Little by little, Andrew was learning the roadmap of Neil Abram Josten, searing each curve, bump, and scar into his memory. He and Neil would never be perfect, but for each other, they never needed to be." Or in which Neil is reminded of the days with his mother, and Andrew reminds him that he can be safe, sometimes.

"It's either you let my surbordinates go or you see me die. So, what's your choice, Mafia boss?" The ginger was confident as he stood tall and proud in front of the brunette. The brunette clicked his tongue.