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[url=https://i.imgur.com/O4YWGkj.png]🌑 Infinity Enterprises.[/url]
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One could likely attest to a less than sublime workday, if observation of Aiden’s encounter spoke clearly, enough. Indeed, as the boy closed his computer, with another sigh escaping his lips, the teenager paused for a moment’s clarity. Perhaps Lumen was correct when speaking of freedom. A bench in the dark stretches of an abandoned subway appeared far more appealing, as dinnertime with Aiden’s esteemed future wife drew ever closer. He had met the girl, and she was far from a horrid sight. A polite young woman, raised well by her father whose wife had tragically passed, a handful of years prior. Claiming that she deserved better was nothing which had passed Aiden by unsaid. 

[b]“Let’s go,”[/b] the porcelain-skinned teen uttered, rising to his feet before weightless steps brought him closer to the door. 

[i]“What are your plans, Aiden? The thought is tearing at you.”[/i] Lumen proposed, the celestial creature tilting its head as four identical eyes met in a shared exchange. 

Though a pause lingered, the teen would eventually speak. However, avoiding Lumen’s gaze was not an action which passed the angelic spirit by, unnoticed. [b]“I don’t know, yet,”[/b] came an excuse, one which conjured forth an expression of sympathy upon Lumen’s features. 

Moments breezed by, a warm hand finding home upon Aiden’s cheek, which was accompanied by further intimacy, as Lumen wrapped his arms around the boy, whose emotions were locked within a slender chest. Aiden argued that there was little room for them in a place such as this, where every emotional reveal could, and would be used against him. Clearly, this elevated the embrace which Aiden returned, his arms tightly wrapped around Lumen’s identical frame. [i]“Your doubts are conspiring against you.”[/i] The angel’s soft voice trickled into Aiden’s ear, moments before their shared embraced reached its natural end. 

[b]“What, exactly, are our biggest problems, Lumen?”[/b] Came a question from the teenager. He had abandoned his previous path towards the door, and rather turned to once more gaze at the window. Duncaster was even more beautiful after a blanket of rain, where the following dispersion of clouds shone upon the city as if a second chapter, where darkness faded. [b]“There are people out there struggling to survive, and I’m bitching because..,”[/b] he tried, clenching his teeth.

[i]“Because you live in a gilded cage,”[/i] Lumen added, [i]“but a cage, all the same.”[/i] No matter how one aimed to view this boy’s specific hardships, a consistent point of interest would remain his age. Aiden was but nineteen. A child, still, in the eyes of many. In truth, there was a morbid sense of relaxation closely related to Aiden’s previous illness. He would have been free of a life controlled by others. A slave draped in the most expensive silk, was a slave all the same. The requirement for food had been stripped of him, and immortality was granted in lieu of slow, deadly aging.  Indeed, Aiden could wander the earth, if he so desired, in pursuit of ever-lasting knowledge, without fear of an unfortunate demise, and yet, he chose to remain shackled. [i]“Comfort can be found behind bars, as well,”[/i] Lumen continued, his presence lingering at Aiden’s side. [i]“Fear, it strangles you.” [/i]

[b]“Yeah,”[/b] the teenager confessed, along with a shake of his head. [b]“I’m afraid, because if I walk out that door, and decide to never return..,”[/b] silence struck, and the boy’s obsidian gaze maintained its glare at the unmoving obstacle keeping him where he was. [b]“I don’t know if I’ll regret it..,”[/b] Aiden finished, his tune fading with every letter. 

[i]“No matter the creature, nor the intent, fear of regret is true for us all,”[/i] Lumen stated, a response that earned another exchange. Dark eyes met, before finally, Aiden turned on his heel pulled the door open, where he then proceeded to leave his office. This dinner he had been assigned was going to be awkward, and most certainly a trial. However, it was a duty Aiden had yet to escape, and yet to confront. He inhaled a sharp breath, and started towards the elevator. The boy had kept his driver waiting for long enough.