Teen!Gabe
...This was what he got, he supposed, for venturing outside of Queens.
He was lost, probably irredeemably so, probably set to end up as a statistic on a newspaper page if he didn't find his way back soon. Out of sight of the familiar neighbourhood, and out of sound of the rattling train tracks, were the dangers of the big, dark, sinful world that his mother warned against so often and in so high-pitched a voice. She'd probably pitch a fit when she realised he was gone, and his father would turn quiet and serious as he did when he was truly angry, and then Gabriel would end up with a lock on his door and a crucifix round his throat till his soul was deemed safe again.
Come to think of it, big dark New York sounded the more appealing of the two. Bring it on.
He was lost, probably irredeemably so, probably set to end up as a statistic on a newspaper page if he didn't find his way back soon. Out of sight of the familiar neighbourhood, and out of sound of the rattling train tracks, were the dangers of the big, dark, sinful world that his mother warned against so often and in so high-pitched a voice. She'd probably pitch a fit when she realised he was gone, and his father would turn quiet and serious as he did when he was truly angry, and then Gabriel would end up with a lock on his door and a crucifix round his throat till his soul was deemed safe again.
Come to think of it, big dark New York sounded the more appealing of the two. Bring it on.