This is a Charlastor AU. The time period is modern, but everything is a 1920s-30s view. This also a human version.
Contains:
°Smut
°Adult Language
°Bad jokes
?:Hey, Al, we still on for drinking with Niffty, Mimzy, and Rosie tonight?
(The gray haired male asked him. Alastor nodded as he adjust his glasses on his face.)
Alastor: Husker, who is that young lady sitting a few rows above us?
Husk: That's Charlotte Morningstar, Micheal Morningstar's niece. Her father's Michael's little brother.
Alastor: how do you know all this?
Husk: Well, Her older brother is my friend. We've been friends since middle school.
(Alastor looked at the young girl. 'She seems to be about 20, or 21. I wonder what major she's doing'. Alastor wondered the Professor began to talk.)
?: Good morning, everyone. I'm your new professor, Tom Trench. You all can me, Mr. Trench. This my first year, so why don't we each other who we are and what major we're doing. Let's start with you, young man in front of me.
(The teacher pointed to Angel Dust. He was a surprised by this. Angel Dust chuckled nervously.)
Angel: My name's Anthony, and my major is law.
(He moved through the others quickly, and began his class. After his class was over, Alastor and Husk went to the cafe to get a small snack. Luckily, They both had some time before their next two classes.)
3:30 pm
(At the end of the school day, Alastor sat down next to Husk, and another female friend of theirs. She had red with a strip of orange dyed in her hair. Her skin was plain peach, and her eyes were hazel brown.)
Alastor: Hello, Niffty. How's the rest of your day been going?
Niffty: it's been great, I meet up with my boyfriend, Baxter. We had lunch and the last two classes together.
Husk: That's nice, Nif.
(Husk spoke as he added a bit of tutela in his coffee. Alastor moved away from him, in disgust. Niffty still sat next to him.
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(The gray haired male shrugged. Alastor, still a smile as he always does, winced as he 'accidently' cut himself with the switchblade he carries with him at all times. Husk humphed as he was just about to drink his coffee.)
Husk: Still damaging yourself?
Alastor: Yes, Husker. I still am.
Husk: Al, it's been three years since her death. Do you think that damaging yourself is what she wanted for you?
Alastor: Of course not, however it's the thing I can do to myself in release some depression.
Husk: If you say so, Al.
(The three sat and talked for a hour and half. Sometimes Husk would gaze at a woman and chuckled. After they ate and drank, they all went back to Alastor's apartment. Blitz was sitting with his friends, short people named Millie and Moxxie.)
