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Two Losers

He was breathing heavily.

 Hugging himself, and forcing back moisture in his eyes. 

Sweat dripped down Angels face as he gently closed them, 

and  retracted his third set of arms.

 Shakily, he applied foundation in the mirror of the taxi. 

Husk could not see him like this, like the wreck he actually was.

 Angel groaned, as the taxi driver turned and smirked

 "so...am I gonna get the 'royal' treatment?" He licked his lips, lingering his eyes on every crevice of Angels body 

"shut the fuck up Travis" Angel groaned, slicking his hair back, and applying more concealer. 

"Oh cmon sluuuut" He was inturrupted by a swinging open of the door 

"bye Travis" Angel sighed, slamming the door behind himself.

 He breathed rapidly, reaching for the door. 

He took in a deep breath, before opening the door. 

His steps felt light, as he wandered across the white floor tiles.

 He stepped down into his usual bar stool, and sipped the drink that was waiting.

 "Husk?" He wondered aloud, looking back behind the counter. His elbow brushed against a small paper and he examined it.

  On the roof. 

Was all it said.

 Angel clutched the handle of his glass. 

He brushed up the stairs, and went to the other set of smaller stairs on the top. 

Flight of stairs, after flight of stairs he climbed up, before getting to the roof.

 "Whiskers?" He called out, wandering the top of the hotel. 

"Am I 'bout to get murdered?" He laughed, looking around. 

A sweet noise caressed his ears, and he turned around. 

A sweet melody played on the edge of the roof. 

"Husky?" He called out, reaching foreword in the now dark landscape. 

A red moon dazzled in the middle of the sky, and red blazing balls of fire in the sky that were an eery resemblance to stars, danced.

 "Huuuusky?" Angel turned a corner, and found the gambling-obsessed kitty cat playing a saxophone.

 Angel sat down next to him, and listened for the melody.

He noticed a soft tune, and followed it with his voice

 "your a loser baby" Angel murmered, stretching his ears for the next note.

 "A loser godamn baby" Angel giggled, swinging his feet off the top of the hotel.

 "You're a fucked up little whiny bitch, your a loser just like me." Angel turned to Husk, who stopped his playing to look in Angels eyes.

 Husk reached out his paw and Angel took it gracefully. 

Husk pulled him up and grabbed his other hands.

 Angel twirled him around and they stepped around, dancing messily and unprepared. 

"How was work?" Husk asked, a casually conversation starter, but it got Angel nervous 

"good! I uhm..." Husk sighed, and put a paw on Angels cheek

 "breath, how was it really?" 

Angel sighed, and twirled around, 

"let's just dance ok?" He hinted. 

Husk shook his head and grabbed his saxophone from the strap. 

He started to play where he left off, Angel continued to dance, 

but Husk stayed put. 

Anthony started to twirl, getting lost in the smooth rhythm. 

Husk closed his eyes, getting lost in Angels smooth dance. 

Anthony felt like he was floating on air, as he moved gracefully across the roof top. He bent down, and twirled, running and stopping and laughing and singing. 

Husk floated with Angel, up in the air he was weightless, his saxophones notes danced across Angels body like a blanket. 

Anthony grinned as wide as the 7 rings in hell, as he whispered across the surface of the roof. 

Husk twirled, feeling as weightless as a feather.

They slowly dropped back to earth, and Anthony smiled softly at Husk, and grasped his cheek. 

"Your sweating your foundation off" Husk purred, leaning into Angels palm.

 "Whatever" Angel breathed

 "Angel I-

"Anthony"

 Husk glanced up at Angel 

"what?"

 "My name is-call me Anthony."  

Husk sucked in a breath.

 "Your gonna be free soon" Husk whispered, resting his head on Angels head. 

"Wha-"You'll see, I have this all planned out, im gonna fix this im gonna..." Husk looked up, his face inches away from Anthonys.

 He grasped Angels hands, including the one still on his cheek.

 "I'm gonna fix you" he purred 

"That bitch Valentino wont hurt you...anymore"

 "thats a nice fantasy" Angel glanced away, and pulled back, frowning "good night Husk, sweet dreams" 

Angel rushed away, down the stairs. He pulled into his room and shut the door, tears streaming down.

 Anthony scooped up Fat Nuggets and hugged him tight.

 He sat down on the edge of his mattress, 

and let the tears fall. 

Ok im tired now

Gn

How u doin?

Does anybody actually read this? Like...

huskerdust 

Ok

That's all

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