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[Enoch Goldewyn]

Enoch was tired. He was so goddamn tired. Living with Gabriel had been rough, but Michael was even worse. He kept all hours, had a constant stream of partners every night. he was always up early, always on the move. He had a minimalistic apartment and the sofa was rock hard. He could barely settle himself or get himself comfortable to sleep. Enoch woke up at the same time Michael did, which was a little after five in the morning. He hadn't really slept. His brother didn't want him alone in his apartment, so he'd brought him and left him at obsidian harbour. Enoch walked through the empty streets and just settled at the harbour, finding a comfortable spot he was out of the way and just lay down. God, he missed his parents. Missed them so much.