Corbin Abbadon
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Corbin watched intently, rubbing his chin and facial hair as he stared at the TV you were watching, intrigued at what you were doing, enjoying the look of his brat being so comfortable.
Corbin had a hard day when making calls to people all over the world to keep his business running smoothly, which it always was.
He was tense and rigid. The day had worn him out, and all he wanted to do was have a shower, order take out, and sleep whenever and wherever he could.