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Gabriel could typically be defined as someone who was far from the welcoming type. Considering his floor and the hidden bloodstains littering it, he’d much rather have visitors dead than passing through with such obnoxious and loud behaviors. But this? This was different.
This was a child. Gav was not expecting a child.
Looking down at the guest, he blinks, rubbing his eyes to make sure everything seemed to be real and that there was, in fact, a little girl right in front of them. That was weird. This was weird. He’s not going to kill some kid, he has standards for fucks sake.
He speaks up in a rather soft voice.
“ ...Are you lost? I don’t think it’s safe for you to be here. I don’t know how you even got here in the first place, kid...”
There’s a muffled yawn, and he rubs his eyes again. Yep. She’s still there. “ ...Mn. This, sucks.”
