[Evil Tink]

Solomon sighed as he left, I'm going to definitely have some words with that woman one of these days. He finally stood, brushing the dust off him from the fiasco in the arena. He rolled his eyes, watching Holden and his mother walk by. His hands were deep in his pockets as he watched quietly. Perhaps...I won't make this a one night thing. He really is a sweet boy.

He smiled slightly, calmly strolling back to the stables, standing a few yards away, "Jack! You in there?"

Soon the man came out, "Yeah?"

"She alright? Luckily I got Holden off before she went nuts." He sighed, "And cut the reins so she wouldn't hurt herself."

Jack nodded, wiping his brow, "Yeah, she's fine now. Something must've spooked her. You going to head out then?"

He nodded, turning on his heel to walk away. "Oh! See what you can find in the listings...Alright? Nothing mega fancy, but I don't want a dog either. I trust your judgment." He held up his hand, his index, middle finger, and thumb were extended and his other two fingers were folded in. He gave a quick twist of his wrist and continued onward to the entrance. "Now for a marvelous walk home,," he said with sarcasm.

Now, he could easily just teleport, but why waste the energy? He was in no rush. He was just saddened that he couldn't spend more time with Holden. He pulled his pack of cigarettes from his breast pocket, and a lighter. He pulled one out, lit it up, replaced the packet, and took a long drag. What a day