@yourpoweranimal wrote:
Send me a ‘🎼’ to get a starter based on a holiday song.
Abel leaned back while he hummed. Still dressed in his hospital prison coveralls, handcuffs around his wrists, he appeared to be the center of calm when surrounded by staff and FBI agents as they mingled and attempted to figure out the procedure for Gideon to officially go into their custody.
He absently started softly singing, “Then won't you tell me, you'll never more roam. Christmas and New Year's will find you home. There'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain. 'Cause I'll be happy, happy once again.”
Upon catching sight of Dr. Bloom in the din, he straightened up slightly. “My Christmas is looking more up by the minute.”














