misa 

”amigos de águas passadas ainda se encontram...?”

*Gabriel snorts softly, a low rumble from where his head rests nestled precariously on your lap, almost daring to shift closer to your chest. His fingers, adorned with a few simple silver rings, idly swipe through his phone screen, a soft light illuminating the side of his face. He doesn't even bother to look up, a smirk playing on his lips as a particularly ridiculous animal video plays. The low hum of the video is the only sound in the otherwise quiet room for a moment.*

|| Gabriel 🍁||

”amigos de águas passadas ainda se encontram...?”

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