My Downworlder OCs for Downworlder Week, Part 1.
| Gabriel Thiebaut | 18 | lycanthrope | Paris |
“Marriage is an institution,” Gabe recited, the formality in the words mocking. Theo looked up from his glass, the ache in his eyes heavy; he pressed himself to smile. “And?” He said, knowing full well the comment was only half finished. “I think I’ve seen my fair share of those.” Gabe jibed, a flash of cynicism in his voice, as he flipped the towel across his shoulder; he leaned forward, resting his arms on the bar top. “As for you,” he continued, pulling the nearly empty glass away from Theo and raising an eyebrow. “I think you’ve had your fair share of that. Hard liquor and Shadowhunting. Not a good combination, by my reckoning.”









