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Abel grinned sheepishly when Kaze mentioned "speaking of the devils..." which could only mean that he'd been a topic not long ago. It was hard to tell if his smile was apologetic or smug, but it no one had enough time to analyze it as it transformed quickly to a devilish smirk as soon as it was brought up that he'd snuck out that night. He shrugged and avoided eye contact with that coy little "u" shape on his jaw, and might have gave a decent response if Kaze hadn't set a plate of pancakes in front of him. His entire face lit up like a bright, sunny sky. He gave the older male a sincerely grateful look, sure to catch his eyes with his own icy blue orbs (though he didn't actually voice his thanks) before digging in like a savage animal. He practically shoveled the delicious, syrupy goodness into his mouth like he hadn't eaten for days upon days upon days. Man, these hit the spot.

"you should have at least told me you wanted to go out..." the other had said as he took a seat and started to eat himself. "Imrwewwyshorry" he muttered, a guttural sound from deep in his chest, in between a bite. It was a cheap knock off of "I'm really sorry" but he didn't bother correcting himself, too caught up in the food. He vaguely understood that Kaze was going off to Mimi and Devan who, for some reason, weren't present at the table. He had finished scarfing down the food just as Ami approached. He wiped his face and cracked his neck, slouching in his seat obscenely. "I can only imagine the night you had mister." Ami had said chirpily, poking him in the back of his head. He smiled- a warm, genuine one. Mimi always seemed to bring out the better side to Abel, taming the beast or so to speak. He, for the second time, merely shrugged in response. "I thought I got back late last night, but you came in even later after me."

"Oh?" he asked, wondering why in the world little innocent Ami would have been running around after dark. "Right! You were the ~date~ to that old fart." he said, suggestively wagging his eyebrows on the word date. "The guy looked like a fuckin' mummy!" he barked, sharp laughter following. "I don't envy you." She went on to pester her brother some more and then, of course, talk of shopping and boredom and nails were hovering in the air. He internally groaned at the thought, but merely rolled his eyes in real life. "Well you guys probably don't want to go shopping." she added sometime later, and he was sure to exaggeratedly nod his head in agreement. "Hit the nail on the head there."

Chi, who was somehow usually the most sensible out of them all despite her baby face, finally spoke up. She seemed to be in a pretty foul mood, and he guessed it had something to do with the cat and - it finally clicked. Devan must have been having a little fit. It didn't surprise him. He pushed the realization aside to listen to the comedically short girl. " Well earlier I suggested taking a trip by the park, they have some close by shops and some other neat things...get some fresh air..." 'Don't we have jobs to do or somethin'?' he thought, as he wasn't around to hear that he had work as a "guard" later in the evening. His mental ranting was cut short.

" By the way...Abel what were out doing last night...?" the thing asked suspiciously. Well, he was finally put on the spot. He'd managed to avoid the question so far, but now there didn't seem to be a way around it. He rubbed at the back of his neck, knowing that he couldn't lie about it, but not wanting to confess. "Well, you see... I... eh... ah..." he sputtered, waving his hands around dramatically. He had a way of becoming overly animated when he was trying to come up with an excuse. "I couldn't sleep..." Well, that was true. "And everyone else in the house were snoozin' it up. It was like a festival of fiestas or somethin' I'm tellin' you!" he explained, somehow trying to put the blame on everybody else. He was basically flailing by now. "So, I left the house and...! And...!" Upon the realization that he really wasn't getting anywhere with this, he sighed and deflated, dropping his arms to his side and laying his head on the table. "I was out drinkin'." he admitted finally. "I mean, I didn't go out lookin' to drink. Some guys were muggin' this girl and I, of course, stopped them. Then we were talking and, I don't know, it just kind of happened, alright? I won't stay out so late from now on." he said, drained. He wasn't sure if that last part would be held out, but he'd try for at least a month or two.

"In any case, what do we got planned for today, huh?" he asked, changing the subject in hopes of not getting scolded.