Adam - Y Hallo Thar, My Name Is Ambrose
[May 15th]
There was a limit to how much sulking Ambrose could take from someone he was apparently almost engaged to, even if they were on the roof and he was in the kitchen. People had started coming into the house, most absently greeting him as Glitch, and he wasn't in the mood to correct them. In fact, he wasn't in the mood to deal with almost any of this.
At least it was better than physical torture, he mused, particularly with how he could simply stand up and walk back up to the building he'd started out in, both notebook and blank papers in hand. Ambrose was going to get something done today at least, even if he had to avoid everyone Glitch-him knew to do it.
He walked in, found a table, and set everything down, sitting down in front of it with a restrained sigh. There was some strange music coming from the box nearby, but he ignored it, flipping through the notebook to find something to work on.
There was a limit to how much sulking Ambrose could take from someone he was apparently almost engaged to, even if they were on the roof and he was in the kitchen. People had started coming into the house, most absently greeting him as Glitch, and he wasn't in the mood to correct them. In fact, he wasn't in the mood to deal with almost any of this.
At least it was better than physical torture, he mused, particularly with how he could simply stand up and walk back up to the building he'd started out in, both notebook and blank papers in hand. Ambrose was going to get something done today at least, even if he had to avoid everyone Glitch-him knew to do it.
He walked in, found a table, and set everything down, sitting down in front of it with a restrained sigh. There was some strange music coming from the box nearby, but he ignored it, flipping through the notebook to find something to work on.