Lucifer's Tavern
Troy POV I have been living on earth since so long and still human interaction frightens me. The mere touch by a human makes me uncomfortable. I look back again to where Hazel went, she hasn’t come out for sometime. For a second I want to ask if she is okay, but my mind soon dismiss the idea. I didn’t put on my trench coat and hat since I know where I am going I wouldn’t need it. They would recognize me anyway. I teleport myself to the Lucifer’s tavern. The place which might give me all the answers. I still prefer flying than teleportation but humans are not used to see people flying, even though there are many book or comics or whatever is written about some people doing the same. I think that since most of them are not able to do it, they consider anyone with the ability to do it w
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