"Should I be wearing an apron that says kiss the cook?" Alastor chuckles. "I- I'm so sorry I didn't realize that it was you." "It's quite alright sweetheart, although does that mean you don't want to kiss me?" You feel your face heat up, a little stunned at his question. He laughs even harder. "I'm just joking dear, although you are free to try some of my jambalaya."
You nervously laugh "I just wasn't expecting you to be here." Alastor's eyes glow brightly, "Do you not think I would not support such an astablishment?" He asks coyly.
"Maybe, Maybe not. I don't know that much about your character." You speak in a tone intended to keep the mood light. Walking over to him and the food you add "I think what I didn't expect the most was to find you making a staple Creole Louisianan meal in a hotel kitchen." You say lightly giggling. Alastor grins even more. "Why of course! My mothers cooking is my favorite." Your eyes light up "Oh so did you live in Louisiana?" "New Orleans In fact, my dear!" Alastor says as he dishes up food for the two of you. "Hmm, I've always wanted to visit when I was alive, too bad I never got the chance." You then take a bite of the food.
If only you could see your face.
Your eyes lit up like stars, your cheeks puffed out and you almost squealed.
"THIS IS SO GOOD!" You say taking another bite.
"I'm glad you think so." The two of you eat in a comfortable silence making conversation when a topic came up. Really you both were just enjoying each other's company. It wasn't awkward, it wasn't tense it was just peaceful.
And then Angel Dust barged in...
"God I have the WORST hangover, we better have some fuckin Tylenol or something." Angel looked like he had a lot more to drink after you gambled with him and Husker. "Angel did you go to a club after I left?" You ask a little bit dumbfounded. "Somthin like that, it was work required sugar." "Okay then.., speaking of work, I better get going." You look over to Alastor and nod curtly. And somehow Angeldust just noticed Alastor in the room. "Oh hey smiles, (Y/N) this is the business Associate we were talking about yesterday." "Oh! So that's why you're here Alastor." Alastor chortles and replys "Why yes my dear, I'm here to help out. I'm afraid to say that I have no intention of being redeemed, however why are you here?"
"Oooohh uh.." you start as you scratch your head, "My roommate had to move.... so I can't afford rent anymore and I saw this place." You say laughing nervously. "Anyways I really need to head to my model agency." "Sure thing dear," Alastor says, his eyes glowing ominously.
That being delt with you start walking towards your agency. The Hotel was actually really nice because it was closer to where you work and a bar you sometimes perform at, you figured you'd swing by after work and see if there were any open spots.
As you got closer to your agency you saw a familiar figure and turns out she was looking right at you.
Oh shit what is she doing here??!!
