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A HUMANELY SURPRISE!
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Y/N'S POV
Charlie and the others were… bustling.
Literally.
The whole hotel felt like it had been injected with steroids, everyone rushing about like they had important missions, when in reality, they were accomplishing almost nothing.
And you, well, you were just gracefully standing, a cane on both of your hands as you calmly surveyed the room, while waiting for Alastor ofcourse.
You promised him that you were giving him a surprise today and except for Angel Dust, Husk and the others who were probably going out together, the both of you will probably be elsewhere...
you can't help but sigh as you keep seeing Angel Dust being glued to his compact mirror, checking himself every five minutes like he expected to transform into a troll if he blinked too long.
Vaggie? She looked like she was organizing the world’s most urgent rescue operation, but anyone with eyes could tell she was hyperventilating rather than actually doing anything.
Husk? Well, he still has the vibe of 'I don't give a shxt if you bomb the whole world' while standing at the side grumpily.
Niffty and Sir Pentious? While the other was furiously cleaning the former was also busy tinkering at another 'harmless' gadget, probably it got past from Vaggie's inspection since she was busy overthinking things..
And then there was Charlie…
…dragging around a comically long list, checking and re-checking her luggage pile like she was preparing to flee the apocalypse. You held your forehead in distress...
“Darling,” you finally drawled, unable to stop yourself, “are you really planning to take all that? I thought you were only staying for one day?”
Honestly, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think that she was packing for a three-month vacation in Heaven.
Poor Vaggie looked seconds away from cardiac arrest just watching it all.
Your gaze slid to the ex-exterminator.
From the outside, she looked fine… if you ignored the way her foot tapped against the floor at a speed that could rival a sewing machine. Yes. Perfectly fine. Totally not looking like she's breaking down.
Charlie froze mid-step at your comment, then offered you a sheepish smile. “Ah, but… you know, I just want to be ready in case of… somethings.”
You narrowed your eyes playfully and pointed at her mountain of luggage. “So, what? You expecting a gazillion surprises?”
“Err…” Charlie scratched her cheek, clearly out of excuses.
You couldn’t help but chuckle. Moving closer, you placed your hands gently on her shoulders, letting a trace of worry into your tone. “Well, you best be careful, okay? Stick close to Vaggie if possible.”
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