New Ties (Radiodust)

Clocks struck

(3rd person P.O.V)

"Ya telling the hotel is fucking dissolving." Angel spoke, leaning his head back and crossing his arms. Charlie nodded slowly.

"And this has been happening since when?" Angel asked. Charlie looked up and rubbed her arm. The conversation was making her uncomfortable. After showing Angel and Alastor, they all went inside in silence, before Angel asked to pull Charlie aside. Charlie didn't want to go, but she did.

"I noticed the signs about 1 week ago, but it actually started becoming a problem when you and Alastor last were here." Charlie spoke timidly. She wasn't upset with Angel asking, not in the slightest. She just felt herself become more and more crushed at the realized that her dream was disappearing in front of her. Literally this time.

Angel was stunned. Charlie was someone he considered close, even if he didn't say it. It crushed him as well to know this was happening. Why though? Charlie had such a kind and pure soul, why would this happen to her. She didn't deserve this. 

The spider stood up from the chair he was sitting in, standing awkwardly. There was nothing he could do, and he didn't feel like he had the right to spider anything when a single tear rolled out of Charlie's eyes, making her look away. 

Angel stalked off, leaving Charlie. His footsteps echoed throughout the room as he opened the door, and closed it silently. He locked eyes with Vaggie as soon as he found her, and gave a silent signal to her to go to Charlie. Vaggie took this signal, and began quietly walking towards the room Charlie was located in.

Angel flopped down on a chair, covering his eyes with one of his hands and sighing. It wasn't even his problem to be honest, but it still crushed him. Everyone was in this together.

"Any idea to why this is happening?" A static like voice rang next to him. Angel took his hands off his eyes to be greeted with Alastor. "Why would I know." Angel mumbled, crossing his two sets of arms and looking down to the left.

"Just a question." Alastor replied, sitting down on a chair next to the spider. They both were lost in their own thoughts. A mini world of thoughts and questions. One of the pair finally spoke up though. "Do you think there is anything we can do to comfort her." Angel said, stretching out the word 'do'.

"I suppose not. I guess all we can do it wish for the best." Alastors voice rung, sticking out like a sour thumb in this awkward silence that lay between them with his static tone.

"I guess so." Angel replied, laying his head back in the chair, his arms still crossed. Angel let his head drop off to the right, and just blankly stared ahead. His mind, once full of curious thoughts, was now blank.

I guess that is all we can really do

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Ayyy! Happy Independence Day to my fellow Americans in the chat!

Short chapter today sry

Words: 500