for Adam

[iwasmore]

Noah liked having a key to Hywel and his own bedroom, even if he didn't live there. It made him feel like he belonged, like a second home. Like back in Henrietta, only this bedroom he could actually use if he wanted to.

He was in Adam's bedroom at the moment, though, sprawled out on the floor with Copper, petting her stomach. Adam's bedroom was still pretty bare, not much in it to make it look like anyone lived there. Noah would have to find some cool stuff at the thrift store to brighten it up. Adam couldn't be trusted to, Noah had seen all the other places he'd lived and they'd all been sparse.

Of course, those were under different conditions.

Adam was on his air mattress, flipping through a Törgt catalog. Noah looked at him upside down from the floor.

"Are you gonna get a bed today?"

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[iwasmore]

Noah could only stare at Adam at first, mostly in disbelief. If the situation wasn't so awful for his friends, he might have laughed at the idea. He didn't even think Cabeswater could get Adam to do anything like that, other than be rudely pushy so he'd move some rocks around.

"I'm a ghost and I can't even possess anyone. He's giving Cabeswater a lot of credit," Noah said slowly, trying not to be too sarcastic about it for Adam's sake.

[incognoscibilis]

Adam tried for a derisive laugh but that was more a Ronan sound than an Adam one and it didn't look right on him. Sighing, he forced himself to look back into the catalog.

"I shouldn't be surprised." It wasn't the first time that someone thought Adam Parrish's actions weren't his own.