SUE: Good Vibrations (Gabe)

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Kiara listened to his story, allowing herself to get sucked into it. Ears took in the words, and eyes scanned his somewhat troubled face, able to combine both without hardly missing a single detail. While this memory dated back to a couple of years ago, she was convinced something in his eyes gave away he had never fully recovered from that love. At the same time it also dawned upon the blonde that she had no real knowledge about Gabe’s power. It stirred some questions – ones that would be kept for later on. She had no intention of interrupting the man; it seemed better to just let him have his moment instead of messing up the natural flow of his story.

It also stirred some emotions within her though. Ki partially could understand Mikayla’s reaction, but at the same time she could also see that Gabriel had no malice in his veins when shit hit the fan. It seemed to be comparable to her situation with Jackson: his intentions were not evil either; he had made his decisions with her best interest at heart. Of course there continued to be some differences, but the empathy that the blonde began to feel for Gabe, made her wonder if she was being too stern and too hard on her ex-boyfriend.

When Gabe appeared to be done talking, Kiara glanced at him for a second before one of her feet shuffled from underneath the blanket, gently nudging itself against his to make him look up and over. “You’re not a bad guy, Gabe.” She informed him as a soft empathic smile settled on her lips. “Maybe you shouldn’t have lied about the glasses, but you had reasons for that, and the… well, encounter with Mikayla’s roommate was out of your control.” Ki wasn’t necessarily trying to justify it. She simply wanted the man to know she wouldn’t judge him on that and that self-loathing based on the memory might be out of proportion.

“You loved her,” the blonde eventually added in a small whisper, retrieving her foot. “Have… you heard of her ever since?” In addition to that, she also wondered about something else. Something that was brought on by the last statement that had flowed from his lips. Kiara first let Gabe answer her first question though, before asking what else was on her mind. It kind of made her shift for a second, a tad bit uncertain on how to word it since she did not want it to sound accusatory or like she was lacking trust in him.

“I’m not one hundred percent certain what your power is, but… you didn’t use it on me, right?” That one night.

[Gabriel James]

"Oh I know I'm not the worst guy," Gabe noted, when Kiara suggested he wasn't bad. He blew his nose. "And I'm not a bad guy to you. But I'm a bad guy to her, and that's what hurts," he added, explaining to Kaira how he felt about the whole 'good guy/bad guy' theory. Gabe figured that no matter what he did, some people would love him and some wouldn't. And he just had to roll with the punches. He took Mikayla's straight through the heart though.

"I havn't heard from her, but I assume she's doing well. She's one of the strongest people I've ever met so I couldn't think of a reason she isn't kicking life's ass," Gabe continued, answering Kiara's second question with a small smile. He hoped it was true. That girl deserved the world and then some. Gabe thought that about most people, though. He sniffled again, and wiped at his nose with his tissue while Kaira seemed to take in the rest of his story. She looked deep in thought, like somehow what Gabe had told her was bringing up a question she didn't want the answer too.

And when the words spilled from Kiara's lips, Gabe had to pause and think. God, why did that night have to be such a vague memory. "I... may have tried," Gabe said, unsure, a bit of disappointment in himself evident in his tone. "I think my glasses were on when I did though so..." not that it made it better. It was nice that Gabe pretty much had to keep them on at all times, anyway. In one aspect it paid to have awful eyesight. He coughed a couple of times before positively adding, "And I mean... if I did us it, all I did was speed up the inevitable." Gabe was pretty sure they were already making out on the couch by the time he was drunk and distracted enough to even consider using his ability.

Something then dawned on Gabe... did Ki even know what his power was? The way she asked the question... it was like there was the vague possibility that Gabe used his ability to sleep with her. He really, really hoped that it hadn't come across that way in Ki's mind, because then his mild disappointment in himself wouldn't even be near enough apology. "Ki," Gabe started, eyebrows furrowed into a serious expression,"do you know what my ability is?" It was fair to assume no, since he didn't really know hers, but he wasn't positive.

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A nod had been given to indicate his reply had reached her ears. Kiara was not certain how to reply though. Anything that entered her mind practically got demolished right away because it would not be fair to comfort Gabe with words that possibly should but were not being spoken to Jackson. “Do you still have feelings for her?” She ventured carefully while lightly dipping her head to the side. “I mean, if you were to see her again…” Perhaps it was inappropriate to ask and not fair either because it could make him relive the heartbreak, but hopefully Gabriel was aware that Ki wasn’t the kind of person who demanded an answer to every question. If he was uncomfortable, he didn’t have to reply.

As for the one inquiring about his ability… Yes, the college student did try to figure out if it had been used to sleep with her. While her knowledge about his power hardly reached a decent level, the word ‘charm’ gave her a general idea. Kiara did have to acknowledge that at least Gabriel was being honest about it, yet she also could not deny that it stung to hear him confess that he might have tried. It probably showed as features adjusted to the faint disappointment that she felt, unable to figure out what to make from it. This also shone through in her voice as the girl confirmed his concerns.

“You can charm people into liking you? And… into more than that?” With a weak curl of the lips, the blonde adjusted the blanket into a cape, draped over her head, just like Gabe’s had been not too long ago. She kind of wanted to curl up and become invisible now. The relaxed demeanor, the genuine smile… It seemed to have faded into sadness. Had her mind really began to portray him better than he truly was? If her assumption was correct, he had practically admitted that he would have no shame using it for that.

“But I hope I’m wrong,” Ki decided in nothing above a whisper. Heck, it might almost sound pleading as well. The last she needed was to lose faith in him.

[Gabriel James]

"Do I still love her..." Gabe repeated, as if hearing the question from Ki lips alone wasn't enough to elicit the proper response. It probably took him a little longer than normal to formulate a response as he sat with his mouth slightly ajar, swimming in his thoughts. "I'm still in love with the idea of her I think," Gabe finally said. "It's been... Jesus I'm old... it's been nearly 5 years now. Since the breakup. Since I've seen her. I'd like to think I'd be some goofy romantic and manage to sweep her off her feet again. But realistically I've changed. She's changed. We're not the same people we were when we dated. It'd be too different. We couldn't just start where we left off and I think that would be our detriment," Gabe explained, longwindedly and in probably way too many words.

Gabe hadn't had anyone like Mikayla since, but he had many more experiences - each one teaching him a little bit more than the last. Some were just stupid fun. There were unrequited loves and many a song written to get the girl, and then months after when they broke up. "It's all just part of the grand learning experience that's life," Gabe concluded with a small sigh.

When Kiara confirmed that she, indeed, didn't really know what Gabe's ability entailed (while her basic idea was correct, she wasn't quite spot on) he immediately felt self conscious and embarrassed, only imagining what she must think of him. He coughed a bunch of times before he got the chance to explain, which he was glad for - it made his face look red from lack of oxygen instead of embarrassment. "Uh... not quite," he said, taking a moment to clear his throat.

"It's... it's not like that," Gabe said in a promising manner. "It's a form of Hypnotic Suggestion. They nicknamed it Charm at Hammel because I would use it in combination with my natural...well... charm... to get myself out of trouble with teachers and staff. But... no it just... it elevates people's opinion of me. It works with what's already there. So... if somebody likes me and I charm them, their opinion of me increases. They may be more likely to do what I say or suggest but I can't control people," Gabe explained, a slight frantic-ness to his voice. "So I can't make people like me or do anything. I can just make them like me more. Or hate me more... it works the opposite way too. But I can only work off what's there. And frankly you didn't know me well that night so I'm guessing even if I did use it, there wasn't really any effect - you didn't really have an opinion of me."

Gabe's eyes stuck on Kiara, looking to the side a little so he could see her face beyond the blanket that had been pulled over her head. He searched her features for some sort of relief or change in emotion - something that would tell him that she didn't think less of him for possibly using his power. That she didn't suddenly blame him for anything. That she didn't think that... well... that he was some sort of creepy predator. "It only works with direct eye contact..." he added. He trained hard to make sure it only worked that way. At first it took a lot of concentration and dark lenses to stop the effect, but after time Gabe trained himself so that his power only worked if he had every single intentions of using it and no boundaries in his way.

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It did sound like a perfect love story gone wrong. For a moment Kiara wanted to ask if he had ever made an attempt to get in contact with Mikayla again, but she kind of figured the answer would be negative since the regrets and self-blame were quite obvious to her. The man appeared to have enough insight to conclude that both of them would have changed though, so at least that should limit possible heartbreak and hope in case he were to ever see her again. “We have to fall to get up again, like Ariel.” The girl decided with a small nod, taking the opportunity to link it to the song they had sang not too long ago. Sadly enough, however, life did not come close to Disney movies.

As for the man’s ability, she tried to limit her mind from forming the worst assumptions possible. Kiara kept it from derailing while also trying to listen to his explanation which, step by step, reestablished her trust in him. It slowly made her adjust the blanket again, just enough to gaze over at him through the curtain of blonde curls before she smoothed those away as well. Nevertheless, folded arms that rested on her knees blocked most of her face still. “So you didn’t influence my decision that night?” She asked with a muffled voice, just to gain extra confirmation, despite the fact that was what he had just said.

Ki rose her head enough to place her chin on the arms, yet kept the blanket on her head like a hood. The look on his face and his attempt to recover didn’t go by unnoticed, and it once more stirred empathy. She also felt horrible about her reaction, especially since the last he seemed to need was for her to question his honor. Words probably couldn’t justify it, so instead the blonde reached forward to where Gabe was seated. She wasn’t too abrupt, giving him a chance to object, but eventually plucked the glasses from the man’s nose. Kiara liked to believe she maintained eye contact before plopping them down onto her own, but she knew her attempt had only been half successful. Nevertheless, Ki did hope it at least had given him a better feeling again.

The blanket had slipped from her shoulders and she soon dragged it upwards once more. “I take it that you didn’t use it on me now… or I might have tackled you already,” the young woman chuckled in a small joke before pursing lips lightly, looking over at him through the glasses. “That was my miserable attempt to let you know that I do like you and that I do trust you…” She then added in confession, hoping it would lift his spirit again.

“And maybe even my concern of what might happen if you did apply it now.” She smiled, like before, hoping to get him to do the same.

[Gabriel James]

Gabe looked Kiara in the eyes, not ironically - just in an attempt to show his sincerity. "I don't think I did," he said with as much confidence as he could. He wasn't going to lie and tell her he was absolutely positive about it. He wasn't. He didn't remember so much from that night... It was a bit embarassing. But if he had to guess, he would be 95% sure he didn't influence Kiara. He just hoped that was enough for her.

Kiara reached forward, causing Gabe to tense slightly. He wasn't scared or anything - just not quite sure what she was reaching for. He held his breath as she got closer yet, mostly concerned about passing on whatever sickness was consuming him. He kept his eyes on hers though as she slipped his glasses off his face. A smile smile formed on his lips, even though his world blurred before his eyes. His eyesight wasn't the worst, but it wasn't great. He could still tell Kiara had put the chunky black plastic glasses on her face and was peering at him through the lenses.

His smile widened a bit when she promised she liked him, and more importantly trusted him. But instead of commenting on the topic that had run its course, he opted for a comment on her appearance. "You look like a hipster in a cold overpriced coffee shop," he joked with a sniffle, a little smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Because hoodies are sooooo mainstream," he continued the joke playfully.

He finally laughed though when Kiara joked about what may happen if Gabe applied his charm to her now. "If you're suggesting a replay of the last time we hung out on this couch... I'd at least recommend waiting until I'm not made up of 75% mucus. I know nothing is sexier than phlegm but I wouldn't wish this sickness upon my worst enemies." And on cue he sneezed, glad he had just grabbed a tissue in time to sneeze into it.

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Even if Gabe had only been 50% sure he didn’t use his ability on Kiara that evening, she would have given him the benefit of doubt. Besides, the man was right about the fact that it would only have aided the inevitable – something Kiara was not going to confirm. His natural charm had mostly done it, backed up by his ability to sing and to play the guitar. A come-together of various events really.

Either way, the blonde was very well aware of the music teacher growing tense. She linked it to the possibility that his ability might not be fully shut down the second she plucked the glasses off of his nose, but on the other hand it didn’t appear to stop her either. The fact that Gabriel’s sight blurred didn’t appear to occur to her at first, but by the time he commented on her appearance, she was aware it might have been uncompromised. “What? You can tell how fabulous I look?” Her voice teasing while hands took it off and turned the accessory again, leaning forward just enough to plant it on his nose, back where it belonged.

“I clearly hate you now; you offended my awesome hoodie. So if you applied your charm to me now, Ev might come home to a dead body.” With that, the blonde gently placed a finger at the middle of the glasses and pushed it further up the bridge of his nose, until she was convinced it sat well there. As eyes cast themselves upwards though, the smirk on her lips reached them. “Is that your only recommendation though? To wait? Not ‘to avoid it at all costs because my brother might not hold back on murdering you this time’?”

Ki figured she might be reading too much in it, but hey… Gabe had cornered her earlier with one of his questions and interpretations. It wasn’t necessarily a way to get back at him than a way to figure out to which extent he might be stuck on the matter like she was.

[Gabriel James]

Gabriel chuckled at Kiara's theatrics, and shook his head at her silliness before holding still so she could place the glasses back on his face. Relief washed over Gabe's mind when he was sure Kiara seemed to be ok with his ability... and the slight chance that he used it. He was glad, too, that now she understood it better. She was even making jokes about it, which only seemed to get more and more ridiculous. "I could fight you off," Gabe promised when Kiara suggested she would probably murder him under the influence of his ability. "If my germs didn't get to you first I'd fight you off with my bare hands. I took up boxing when I was 10. You don't get guns like these from strumming guitars alone," Gabe noted, holding up one arm and flexing - totally aware that his arm was hidden under layers of warm clothing and his blanket. Which he was ok with - in reality he was pretty out of shape at the moment.

Gabe jokingly threw a soft punch in Kiara's direction, just brushing the tips of his knuckles on her knee when she brought up a pretty good point about their... situation. It wasn't really until that moment Gabe realized the implications of what he said before about being sick, and jumping on him after he was better. "Yeah avoiding is alright too I guess," he said with realization and a chuckle, turning what could have been a very awkward conversation into a joke. It seemed like that was a good method for the two, after all. Gabe took most things at face value, anyway, and didn't read too much into it. Their playful banter was just good, clean fun. "I'm honestly not sure how Ev would react if something like that happened a second time," Gabe wondered with a sniffle. "He may actually kill me. It looks like either situation death-by-Lilien is coming my way."

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Kiara rolled her eyes and made an exaggerated ‘pshhh’ sound when the man claimed to be able to fight her off. “I have been fighting Everett my entire life.” That didn’t necessarily mean a thing though. Gabe would know that this hadn’t given her any advantage in fighting; her brother tended to let her win. That, and the blonde usually didn’t play it fair. As a child she would apply tickling techniques, but being older now, she knew that women had other attributes to win a fight. Either way, the latter might not even prove to be needed if it ever came to that. Kiara wanted to call him out for the soft punch, but she was very well aware he intended for it to be such gentle one. It earned him a smirk and then a brief laugh when he guessed avoiding that outcome might be an option as well.

“Not exactly the most fun option though,” Ki grinned before letting features soften into one of understanding. While she was not sure about how her brother might react either, the result would be messy –that she could reassure everyone. “Or he may demand that you marry me to make it more acceptable in his head. Not sure what’s worst for you though: to get killed or to have Ev as your brother-in-law. Then again, it would be the solution to prevent the death-by-Lilien either way.”

With that said, hands smoothed the blanket off of the blonde curls, simply allowing it to drape over her shoulders given she was both comfortable and warmer again. “Or he might be forgiving towards you the second I mention Jackson is back.” That made her chuckle weak and bitter again, but at the same time she also succeeded at keeping it playful. What remained what the fact that Everett would quite possibly redevelop a dislike towards her during the next couple of weeks. She wanted to state: might as well make the best out of it – but it wouldn’t be fair to drag Gabe down with her.

“Or maybe all my plans are just awful…”

[Gabriel James]

"Oh I can think of more fun options. But you can't have fun when you're dead," Gabe pointed out smartly. He would admit in a heartbeat that the night they had was fun. Sure, reality hit him like a brick wall in the morning, but he didn't really regret any of it. (Maybe he regretted Everett finding out the way he did. Maybe.)

"I think I could handle being married to you," Gabe noted confidently with a small nod. "You sing pretty and make good soup so... hey. If that's the worst thing to happen to me it'd be a good life. Even if I had to deal with Everett as a brother. It's not like I have any other worth prospects at the moment," Gabe joked, as if getting married to Kiara would be a bit of a hassle - but tolerable. (Hell, Ev was more of a brother to gabe than his own brothers were, so it wasn't like he'd be signing himself for something worse than he came from). He smiled at her and shook his head, knowing that it was all a joke and in good fun, and a way for her to forget about her ex. "I think if that test came out positive Ev would have forced us to get married in town hall before you told your parents or something," Gabe joked, even though there was some serious truth to the statement.

Gabriel's thoughts were confirmed when Ki brought up her ex. He frowned slightly, wishing he knew more about the situation so he could help, but having the feeling that Ki might not want to dwell on it. "I find it hard to believe that every plan you make is awful. I mean... this past hour has been pretty cool. Even if it involved dealing with me and my ailment," Gaberiel offered. If Ki hadn't thought to come over and bring soup Gabe would probably be alone and miserable in bed by now. He was pretty tired from all the coughing and sneezing. "Is there a reason Everett hates this guy so much?" Gabe asked curiously, hoping he wasn't pushing the conversation in a direction Ki didn't want it to go. The wounds were still fresh and sometimes talking about it was like rubbing sand in them.

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“Well, aren’t you superficial…” Kiara mused teasingly with a fake disapproving shake of the head. At least Gabriel didn’t bring up an argument about her bed skills (if any). While all stated in good and fun nature, it might have changed her current opinion about him. She should probably be happy that he prioritized her voice and cooking skills over anything sex-related (unlike any other men might have). “And good to know it would only be out of desperation.” With an exaggerated smirk and roll of her eyes, the blonde rested her arm on top of the couch’s back rest. Just like back when they had been seated at the table, her head got supported by her hand. “If it had turned out positive, you would have been a prince now.” And his niece would be uber proud of her uncle. Because, yes, Ki indeed believed that Everett would have forced a marriage on them.

Just like she believed that all her plans were awful. Gabe’s argument was not effective because she could effortlessly break it down. “Well, my initial plan didn’t involve you. So technically dealing with you and your mucus buddies wasn’t on my agenda. But yeah, you guys are pretty cool.” Kiara smiled in addition to that, able to maintain most of it while the question involving Jackson got asked. It was simple, but she figured that Gabe would expect a deeper answer than it having to be blamed on the fact that a guy showed interest in her. “His son?” Shoulders lifted and then slumped again. “He’s turning two this year, so Jackson was around my age when Gabe was born. That automatically gets the label ‘irresponsible behavior’, I guess. Ev thinks that Jackson isn’t good enough for me and that I could do way better than this, that I shouldn’t raise and look out for a child that isn’t mine.” In truth, she figured her brother might have been alright with the latter, as long as she was at an older age and with a guy who hadn’t become a father at that age.

Ki also knew that many couples became parents at this age, but most of that tended to be planned. She figured that her brother had just wanted more for her than to settle down so young. “I know he just wants to protect me from getting my heart broken again… but I don’t think he knows what love is.” Shrugging once more, the girl lay the arm down on the back cushion, resting her head upon it as well. “If you weren’t his best friend, he might still hate you deeply as well.” Sure, her having slept with Gabe had made it worse, but the friendship between him and her brother also resolved it faster.

[Gabriel James]

Gabe yawned, noticing he was becoming increasingly tired. While he was usually quite the night owl, being sick took it out of him. And it was pushing 7oclock. He was convinced it was way to early for bed time, and wouldn't dare ask Kiara to leave... to sleep... at 7. What was he, anyway? 6 years old? (Sometimes he acted it, sure, but he was staying up until at least double digits!)

"He's just looking out for you," Gabriel insisted about Everett. "He's still a dumb boy and doesn't always know what he's talking about," he amended, though, knowing that Everett could be quite ridiculous, especially when it came to his younger sister and her love life. Which he shouldn't really have a say in at this point in her life. Kiara wasn't a little girl. If the little kid was really the reason Everett hated this guy, then he would need to get over it. Frankly, Gabe gave the guy some credit for taking on the challenge of being a father so young. And on his own too. That didn't mean the guy was perfect - for God's sake he left Kiara with out a word for 8 months. That wasn't something you forgive overnight. But his dedication to his son had to say something good. As well as his choice in baby names.

"So what're you gonna do about it?" Gabe asked in regards to her boyfriend being back in town, honestly more out of curiosity than anything. And maybe a little so he would have warning if he'd have to act as devil's advocate in any situations involving Everett. Gabe ran his hand through his hair, "I mean... the whole thing seems so... complicated and just... I dunno if I'd be able to figure it out," Gabe admitted with a small chuckle followed by a cough.

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True. Jackson had to be given some credit when it came to his dedication and sacrifices towards his son. Gabe was worth it though, and he definitely deserved better than to be raised by his mother. Kiara couldn’t imagine that ending well. Honestly, she knew that Jackson was a good guy. He made stupid decisions, sure, but he was kind and had his heart in the right place. At one point she had been madly in love with him, positive he was the man she wanted to settle down with. Right now, however, the blonde was confused and unable to decipher her feelings whenever he was around. She still cared for Jackson, that Ki did know, but caring and trusting were not the same. Only time would tell where it would go.

So when Gabe asked the question, she shrugged and chuckled faintly at his confession. “I don’t know how to figure it out. He’s… I mean, he didn’t change. He’s still the guy I fell in love with.” Kiara paused and stared down at her hands after having shifted again. They rested in her lap as legs were bend Indian style. “But he’s also the one who broke my heart and who left me here. I don’t know how to untangle those two opinions.” Her gaze soon resettled on Gabriel, offering him a mix of a sheepish and apologetic smile. She hadn’t had the intention to bother him with this. “We’ll have to go day by day, I guess. I know what he wants… but I don’t know what I want yet.”

“I’m… going to grab something to drink. Do you want something?” Kiara’s lips were dry, and talking about the dilemma usually made her nervous which simply contributed to a dry mouth as well. With that said, the girl got up, leaving the fleece blanket behind for a moment as she stepped into the kitchen area. There she opened the fridge and decided on a can of diet coke.

[Gabriel James]

Gabe listened intently to Kiara as she explained her plan of action, nodding as she spoke - generally agreeing with what she was saying and approving of her attitude toward the situation. It had to be confusing, to say the least, to have someone you love(ed?) so much just get up and leave, without explanation, and to come back and want to pick up where they left off. It wasn't that simple, but it was a tempting offer, Gabe was sure. "Well you have to do what's best for you," Gabriel informed Kiara of the obvious.

"Just remember, you've got friends to talk it through with," Gabe promised Kiara with a small, sleepy, sniffly smile. "I was going to say an annoying brother, too, but then I remembered his take on the situation so you should probably avoid that," Gabe added with a chuckle, completely understanding having to hide things from siblings for whatever reason.

"I'm fine," Gabe said, as Kiara got up to get a drink. Under any normal circumstances, the man would get up and get the lady's drink for her - because he found it quite rude to make a houseguest find their own refreshments. However he was comfy, and sick, and Kiara had probably been in the apartment plenty of times before he had moved in, anyway. That had to count for something. So he leaned back as Kiara found her way into the kitchen, head settling on the back of the couch. And even though Kiara couldn't possibly take that long to find a drink, it was long enough for Gabe's eyelids to become heavy and begin fluttering shut. And without the company and conversation of the blonde, Gabe fell fast asleep sitting up on the couch, exhausted from his long Skype call with his niece and from being so sick.

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If Kiara knew what was best for her, she quite probably wouldn’t be sitting here complaining about the indecisiveness. The knot would have been cut either way. She was grateful for Gabe talking back though. He could have just nodded without truly caring, yet he actually did participate and did put effort into trying to be there for her. Gabriel was being considered a friend – much to her own surprise given their initial decent encounter. She figured he had faint knowledge about that. The blonde wouldn’t be confiding in him if there was no bond, right?

Either way, Ki did figure it was mutual. Or perhaps it was Gabriel’s personality that simply kept him from asking her to leave. There had been some cues that the man was tired, but since he never stated it clearly, the girl thought it to be rude to point it out to him, mainly because Gabe might be trying to hide it form her. The fact that he could not fight it much longer was clear when the college student stepped back into the living room though, just taking a sip from the can as it had been opened. It made Kiara halt in front of the man, gently smiling down at him before the drink got placed down. His current position did not look comfortable, and while Kiara could not move him, she could try to make it a more pleasant nap for the man.

It was why she headed to his bedroom (very well remembering which door to walk through). It kind of felt weird to enter, given her previous experience with it, but plucking the blanket from his bed didn’t require for her to linger there. So, the second the blonde returned at the couch, she carefully draped the blanket over Gabe. It would keep him warm since he was cold before and his temperature would quite possibly drop during the nap. Ki succeeded at not waking him up.

Once positive he was deeply asleep, the girl found herself a small piece of paper to paste of the fridge, reading ‘tomato soup for the best brother in the world’. Because, you know, it might soften the blow that she had been there again while Everett wasn’t home. After that, Kiara took the key off the door and pulled it closed behind her – that way her brother could enter without a problem. And Gabe… he could continue his beauty nap.