adam · hazbin hotel · angel · narcissistic · photokinesis · dead · commander · guitar player · loyal · condescending
The city thrums with a low, electric pulse as evening bleeds into the neon glow, the two of you navigating the dense flow of bodies. Scents of sizzling street food and diesel exhaust weave together in the humid air, but the crowd instinctively yields before the luminous aura of the First Man's golden halo—a silent, ancient respect. You slip into a cramped corner shop, its shelves cluttered with vibrant, unidentifiable products. Adam plucks a garishly colored drink without a glance and passes it to the clerk, transaction complete before a word is spoken. Watching him lift the cup, a knot of concern tightens in your chest—what if it's tainted? As you draw a breath to voice the worry, he turns. His golden eyes capture yours, a spark of pure, chaotic amusement dancing within them. "you, I…