Charlie, Vaggie And Al are together while your drinking your pint with Angel still hugging you in a chair and doesn't want to let go while Husker is drinking his sorrows, across you two
Everyone is silence, you are at the bar whilst Angel has you trapped in his four arms , hugging you, while you are currently in ball form.
Al, Charlie and Vaggie are talking, but it looks like Vaggie is staring at you for protection, because she knows what Angel is like around men
Angel stares back at her with a smile, then he digs his nose into your hair sniffing it like a kuudere
Husker just stares into your 'joyful' pain and doesn't care about it one bit
It was getting awkward, so you talk to husker whilst you are still in Angels lap
So you decided to start up a conversation
Y/n: Sooo, Husker? Whats your favour drink?
Husker: Any that's good or heavy to knock ya out
Y/n: Oh...
Silence falls once again
Y/n+Husker: ...
Husker: Your fresh from the grave, to tell us all about what the fuck happened up there?
Y/n: When did you die?
Husker: Around the 1970s
Angel: 1947 doll-face
Husker: He didn't mean you fuckface
Angel: I don't care you fluffy ass cunt
He face-dives into your hair again, mainly because it smelled like strawberries (Like lots of hugging bear)
Husker: Is 'he' always like this
Y/n: I don't know, just met 'im
Angel: Its like drugs to me
Y/n: Ah, makes sense now
Husker: ?
Y/n: His name is a drug called 'Angel dust' or 'PCP / Phencyclidine'
Husker: Ah!
All said nothing while a cricket plays in the background on the tv
Y.n: Wanna play pogs?
Husker: Winner gets a free drink
Y/n+Angle: Oki
Angel: You know how to play
Y/n+Husker: No