#davisadele

Where: Adele’s inherited home on the coast When: October 7, 2017 - 8pm Who: @davisadele & Anyone who wants in on her bday

Zack might’ve only known her for a few months at this point, but Adele had quickly grown from an acquaintance, both at work and the Church, into one of his closest friends here in LA. He never felt like he had to question what he was doing, or saying, around her, and when he did have questions, she was the first one there with a smile and an answer (and a sweet treat to ease the frustration). When he’d learned her birthday was right around the corner, he’d done his best to figure out what she would enjoy the most--and that was her friends. Some were available for a surprise party, and it was with their help he’d gained access to the house Adele frequented on occasion on the beach, and helped him decorate. Perhaps he would’ve been more hesitant to enter the place unannounced if he’d known who the house belonged to before Adele, but it wasn’t until he saw a framed picture of Jairus and Zahariel on a mantle that he understood. He’d stared longer at that picture than he cared to admit to, and the urge to steal it was strong, but he pushed it out of his thoughts and focused on finishing up the decorations and getting the food in order. It was nothing like what Adele could whip up, but he felt like it would make her happy, and that was the whole point of this. When he saw lights in the driveway he called out for everyone to find their hiding spots, and waited in his own spot just by the front door.

Closed to: @davisadele

What did one bring to the hospital room of a person who nearly died and was saved by being bound to a celestial being? Belial had brought with him a large gift basket filled with all of the things he could find to fit in from the shop he’d found inside the hospital. Money was no problem, he’d paid for her hospital room, afterall, but he figured the sweets would be enticing, and keep her from running away screaming. He’d seen humans do that often enough with the things they didn’t know, or understand, so he was taking all precautions not to have that happen. The hospital room was comforting, and full of flowers, and other beautiful things he’d found to liven the place up, and now all he had to do was wait for her to wake up.

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text

Grace stepped out of Isaiah’s car, asking him to wait outside. The plan had been simple: lure Adele to join them for a late night feast. While the starlet hadn’t known the charitable girl for too long, it was easy to see how the loss of Jairus had affected her. And in times of struggle, good company could make the biggest of differences. 

Her fingers knocked against the front door, calling, “ . . . Adele? It’s Grace. I know it’s late but, are you hungry?” 

It was easy to gain access to Jairus’ apartment: Cassiel already had the key for their regular sparring sessions and a decent enough relationship with the landlord. Getting into Smooth Moves was slightly harder; Jairus had hidden the extra set of keys and access codes pretty well. An inability to sleep gave Cassiel plenty of time to carefully sort through their old friend’s belongings with only a few moments of pause to swallow back tears.

It was still dark out--or dark out again, Cassiel didn’t know, having lost track of time--by the time they parked their bike outside of the smoothie shop. Cassiel let themself in, flicking on the lights as they went, vigilant for a security panel to disable the alarm before authorities were alerted. They found it, but something was off: the code had already been input, disabling the alarm. Either Jairus was lazy about closing up or someone was already here.

“Hello? Is someone here?” Their hand strayed toward their hip, where a knife lay concealed under their shirt.

When: April 2017 Where: Ice Cream Parlor Who: @davisadele

Belial licked at the ice cream dripping from his cone, and watched the rest of the patrons around him happily enjoying their sugary treats. It was strange to him, that the world was literally on the brink of destruction, and all the humans continued living their lives as normal as possible. He supposed it made sense. They were bombarded constantly by dooms-dayers, melting ice caps, and global warming, and only a fraction of them seemed to be taking it to heart. Made sense that those that did care were the same ones in turmoil, but he’d found ice cream to be one of the greatest inventions of the twentieth century and definitely fit to bring Adele’s hopes back up. He noticed her arrive from the corner of his eye, and grinned, “Sorry I ordered without you. Couldn’t pass up the triple scoop waffle cone deal they’ve got going on.”