Afternoon; the Lobby; Cambion and OTA
It wasn't that Cambion was lazy, so much as that. . . okay, he was lazy. he had nothing to occupy himself with, but that didn't really excuse the fact that the half-demon was, by his very nature, and indolent, self-indulgent, spoiled brat. This afternoon, he was indulging himself in a large cup of coffee, from the Mocha, and sitting on one of the excessively squashy couches in the Lobby, watching the other tenants go about their business. he felt, perhaps, a little smug that he had no such business to go about.