Husker and Alastor are at a bar at the club. Husk notices someone flirting and getting handsy with Angel.
Husk: Ay Al, look over there.
Alastor sees the demon with Angel and his smile tenses.
Al: What is the meaning of pointing that out to me, Husker?
Husker, slightly smiling: Are you jealous?
Al, playing dumb: Of?
Husk: Of Angel, dumbshit.
Al laughs.
Al: Of course not! I am the radio demon, why would I want to have his life?
Husk facepalms.
Husk: No you fucker, are you jealous of- You know what, let me rephrase that. Are you jealous of the dipshit Angel is with?
Al's grin widens and becomes creepier. Slightly more static can be heard around him.
Al: Of course not my dear! After tonight, he won't even exist, I see no reason to be jealous of what he has for only a moment!
Husk chuckles to himself.
Husk: Fucking simp.
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A Tangled Mess! --Short Story and Drabble Collection
RandomThis is my first time writing here so... hi. Each short is under a category label. If you don't like angst, don't read under that label (and I do, like, hardcore angst sometimes). If you don't want any crack shit, don't read the Incorrect Quotes or...
