"They were in the kitchen," Abel says, smiling a tiny bit at how frustrated Cain is about his keys. It makes it hard to take him seriously, and he's kind of cute when he's this flustered over something trivial.
Ready to go now, Abel brushes past him, finding the keys pushed into a corner of the kitchen counter. He picks them up and holds them out to Cain, just barely resisting a smile.
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Ready to go now, Abel brushes past him, finding the keys pushed into a corner of the kitchen counter. He picks them up and holds them out to Cain, just barely resisting a smile.