“just act like you know me, please!” there’s no time for explanation as zerachiel unceremoniously slides into the diner’s booth, right across his unsuspecting victim. he pulls one of their plates towards himself, stuffing some of the food into his mouth and simultaneously ducking as his brother walks by on the street just outside. the booth is right near the entrance, which he had just rushed in from in an attempt to avoid encountering cass. as soon as the coast is clear, chiel pushes the plate back towards the other, chewing the food in his mouth. he’s visibly regretful. “i’m so sorry, thank you.” he’s slightly out of breath, as if he had just done multiple sprints, when he only did the one from the door to the seat. “i’m sorry.” @remediesbyavi
