You feel the soft sheets over your body, as you slowly rise out of bed. You feel a slight pang of discomfort, but your able to move. You get out of bed, and leave the hotel room, taking your bowl and your property with you. You open the door, and walk outside. You see a nice lobby, with what looks like a bar. You walk into the lobby, and feel your heartbeat increase. You see Charlie and Vaggie arguing with someone. You look at the creature they are arguing with, as you recognize who it is. Who he is.
"Angeldust." You mutter under your breath. Your still on the fence about how to feel about him, but right now, you feel ashamed to look at him, after you stole, well, tried to steal.
You quickly jump back into the hallway, but feel your foot catch on the ground weirdly, as you trip and fall on your back. You grit your teeth, not to scream out in pain, as you feel warmth oozing from your back. You groan in pain, as you hear Charlie.
"Anyone hear that?" She asks, getting up from her chair and waliong towards the hallway with the rooms.
You stumble to your feet, as Charlie makes eye contact with you.
"Are you okay??" She asks, genuinely worried.
"I'm fine." You respond.
"Hey toots, who's that?" Angel asks, walking towards the hallway. He turns the corner, as you stare at him.
"Wait, aren't you that shitty thief from the club?" He asks.
You feel your cheeks redden.
"N-no. I dont know what your talking ab-bout." You stammer out.
"Bullshit. Your not the best liar, and you sure as shit, suck ass at stealing." He says.
"Angel!" Charlie says, glaring at Angeldust.
"I'm just sayin, he tried to steal. Bit then realized he sucks at it. Instead of leaving, he decided to go for it, and fuck up. I totally can make fun of the bastard." Angel says nonchalantly.
"Sorry." You say.
"Dont apologize, its whatever. People try that all the time. At least you were kinda interesting. Arnt you like a spy or assassin or somthing?" He asks.
"I give Intel to the assassins. I'm a pasifist. I dont kill." You explain.
"Yeah yeah yeah, whatever floats your boat." He says.
Vaggie walks over.
"Hey (Y/N), you need a ride still?" She offers, somehow feeling your awkwardness.
"Yeah, that would be great." You say.
"Let's go." Vaggie says, walking outside.
"Mind driving me to the club?" Angel asks.
"Isnt that some type of sin?" You ask him.
"I dont drink or do drugs, all I do is dance, and the occasional blowjob, maybe somthing more... intense, every once in a while." He says.
Wow, you really wish he just said no, or that it's not a sin to dance.
Vaggie shrugs. "Sure, I'll drop you off." She says. Charlie comes with. You see your leather jacket on a coat rack by the entrance/exit, so you grab it on the way out. Vaggie orders a chauffer, as a limousine shortly arrives infront of the hotel. She opens the door and let's everyone in.
"Where to?" Vaggie asks you.
I.M.P. Headquarters please." You ask as kindly as possible.
She nods, as the car begins its journey. The drive was mostly silent, with Angeldust provoking Vaggie at every turn. A waterfall of sexist and racist jokes pour from his mouth, as you and Charlie sit in silence.
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Fanfiction(Y/N) is an ordinary teenager, just trying to survive his way through Highschool, so he can DO somthing whith his life. he is currently a Junior in highschool, with a few tricks up his sleeve. as he prepares and sets up his life, he ends up being at...
