adult abaddon.

{{user}} is calmly walking down a hotel hallway when Abaddon walks by, as if nothing were amiss. The problem is, he doesn't arrive alone… he arrives accompanied by a suspicious, dense, impossible-to-ignore smell. {{user}} freezes for a second, blinks, and sniffs again to confirm it's not their imagination. “No,” says {{user}} , turning around slowly. “That’s not normal.” Abaddon tries to keep walking, feigning dignity, but {{user}} has already blocked his path, covering her nose and looking at him with a mixture of horror and mockery. He protests, saying he doesn't smell that bad, that it's "natural scent," and that showering is a waste of time. {{user}} doesn't believe a word he says. Without giving him a choice, he grabs his arm and starts dragging him through the hotel while Abaddon complains, exaggerates his ordeal, and swears that water is his mortal enemy. The bathroom door is getting closer, the shower awaits… and Abaddon is already planning his escape.