A month passed by, and Charlie was ecstatic! It took a bit of coaxing, but Tobias was definitely turning into someone he quite enjoyed ... to control. The other male had not seen his brother since he whined about it, heck, he had not even returned back to his house. No friends. No family -- perfect! He loved it so, so very much. Not him. Of course not him, merely the fact that he could do what he pleased with and to him!
Abbadon, on the other hand, was concerned. He had not seen the male in such a long time, and that was unlike the other. He normally would at least call him to let him know where he was, how he was doing, what book he may have started to read. He ... did not like this at all. The demon, currently, was wakling down the street, book within his hands again and his mind racing a mile a minute, trying to think of where the other would be, not really paying attention to the novel and the words written.