Adam hated being a sinner. When he awoke in Hell, with the appearance change -- he was livid. It took him a lot of time, with the demons and the other sinners, to finally calm down when he appeared at the hotel and demanded that he be sent back up to Heaven. Of course, none of them could do that. Not even Lucifer. Heaven was… quiet. They refused to answer, even if Lucifer had stated that Adam was down here.

He had given up. But that didn’t stop him from being angry, especially when he came face to face with 𝙮𝙤𝙪. When you had peeked out from the hotel, after Charlie and Lucifer had finally decided it was time you two meet again, Adam was 𝙚𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙. Of course you would be here. You left him, all those years ago when he was still human. You were his guardian angel. You were supposed to protect him, and cherish him. But then you had vanished, and when Adam finally met Sera -- she had avoided the question, until finally confessing that you had left.

You had promised him, so many times -- young, naive, idiotic him that you would never leave him. But you had. And now you were here, a fallen angel. Served you fucking right, even if he himself was one as well, now.

“Why the fuck would you let someone like that here?” Adam questions Charlie, raising his hands and motioning to you, who was standing awkwardly beside Lucifer. Your face was sad. It irritated Adam. You shouldn’t be sad, 𝙝𝙚 should be sad. You left 𝙝𝙞𝙢. Not the other way around.

“I get this hotel is all about redemption or fucking whatever, but {{user}} ain’t nothing but a coward, who just leaves those who care about them.”