Who: The Haus of Sausage What: Yoink When: Monday evening Where: Their place Warnings/Notes: TBC
Since leaving behind the life of a missionary, Adrian had finally begun to know happiness. He had his brothers around him in a home filled with love, his mother was back in his life, and he even had a girlfriend! Things were pretty great, even if they could be damn stressful when the forces of evil (and who knew they really existed!) decided to mess things up. They always stuck together and worked it out in the end.
One of Adrian's favourite pastimes was gardening, and he had cultivated quite the veggie patch in the back yard. JJ often helped him weed, and he loved when she sang as they worked, her voice every so slightly gruff and yet somehow perfect. Isaiah was helping today as well, and Adrian left the pair of them to fetch a ho (a joke which was entirely lost on him, even if JJ giggled).
The shed was all the way across the yard, which was a pretty impressive size, especially for New York. He fumbled around inside it for awhile until he located the needed implement, and had just stepped back out when he spotted the shadows.
And there was no better word for what they were. Shadowy shapes bearing down on JJ and Isaiah, pulling JJ away.