❝ where, where, where... ❞ the male chanted under his breath, one hand running
through now disheveled hair.
there was a panic in the way he walked-- rapidly searching for something apparently
lost. most likely, abel misplaced one of zuu's toys again, and fearing the wrath of an
upset crobat, was scrambling to find it. however, the search was unprompted, and
interrupted a rather pleasant morning. pleasant in abel's eyes, at least. getting ready
alongside someone always made his day feel like it would go a little better in the end.
his cheeks puffed out in an annoyed manner, turning to face the male who he had so
rudely stepped away from earlier.
❝ ...have you seen a soothe bell around here? ❞ yes, he still has his crobat carry one,
because he's weird. also because said crobat is obsessively attached to it.