Abel Lazarus
“Alright. It’s been a long while…”
Vinzent lets out a light chuckle. His own family has been relatively small, yes he has cousins, aunts and uncles, but, not that many.
“Uh, yeah, we’re not that many people. Ohh… That sound absolutely wild.” And. Really entertaining? Vinzent would’ve stayed out of the fights, but that sounds amusing to watch the chaos unfold in theory. That said, half of them drunk or high? Yikes, doesn’t look like this family is faring well in general!
Vinzent is really enjoying feeling the hands in his hair, especially at this pace. However relaxed he was, Vinzent was still attentive.
“I’m glad that he does like it too! Ohhh, I don’t watch slice of life much, but yes! I’ve heard of the anime..!” For a moment, Vinzent was lost. What did Abel mean by that?
Thankfully it was quickly cleared up. And with a nickname that obvious. How did Vinzent not catch that one before? Perhaps because the last time Ransom was mentionned, it sounded like such an ordinary name and not a nickname.
“Ohhh… I see, so the nickname has stuck around in the family? Did he mind a lot or not much about it?”
Vinzent imagined that maybe with time, Ransom got used to this nickname. He didn’t know much, what more secrets did the Lazarus family bear? It looked so extra, as compared to his own humble family. That didn’t mean that the Mayer family was a picture perfect bunch, but as far as Vinzent remembered, none of the family members did anything as crazy as taking drugs or getting absolutely drunk. Okay, maybe getting drunk was more common. Wine or beer moments™. But still, none of them did explicitly drink so much to the point of being a nuisance to the rest of the family…
Hopefully. He hasn’t seen his extended family in a very long time, huh, save for the holiday reunions. Wonder how they’re doing.
