Nighttime.
Employed Quarters, Theodore Mansion.
Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.
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"Gabriel something is suspicious about this mansion" Tom whispered like it was an utmost secret he was unfolding.
They were both just retired for the day after the unhealthy amount of food they'd had from the generous lady of the house. Gabriel didn't even have the energy to tease Joyous and neither did Tom for the horses. The horses have been alright since Tom, after that day when Lydia got pissed at the interruptions, Theodore had confirmed it and Tom took care of them.
Gabriel scrunched his face. "Are you telling me that now because you only now noticed that?"
"I am serious, Gab." Tom replied with a roll of his eyes.
"What is new?"