Husk POV:
I'm a drunk. There's always a drink in my hand, or a bottle waiting to be opened, and I wouldn't have it any other way. It doesn't matter how much I drink, there's always more to be had. I dont think anyone has seen me sober, and that's the way it should be kept.
I sat behind the bar, and screwed off the top to a fresh bottle of vodka. It was a strong, toxic odor that I could recognize from a mile away. A glass was unnecessary. Instead of a shot, I chugged a good quarter of the bottle and slammed it down on the bar counter. The burn in my throat and nose is what makes it enjoyable. I looked around the hotel, taking in the sight of the dim walls and the smell of dust. This place was going to be my job now. My home. I sighed and put my head in my hands, waiting for my thoughts to blur away.
"Hey handsome, need a drinkin' buddy?"
A large mass of hair and a soft gaze showed up only inches from my face. I quickly lifted my head up and jumped back, startled by Angel's company.
"Absolutely not. Get out of here, slut. I drink alone".
"Maybe that's just because nobody's offered to drink with ya'?"
The simple suggestion that maybe someone wanted to have a drink with me was almost appalling. I drink for necessity, he drinks for fun. We don't belong at the same bar, at the same time.
"Actually, as much as it may shock you, I prefer to spend my personal time as far away from you as possible".
"Well, as much as it may shock YOU, I was tryin' to be nice! Nobody likes a mean drunk".
As much of an asshole as I love to be, I was too emotionally exhausted to fight it. The vodka would kick in soon.
"If you promise to keep your disgusting fingers off of me and keep your fucking thirst to yourself, you can have a drink. ONE. DRINK.".
"guess I'll have ta make it last then, huh?"
Angel sat down across from me, and rested his head on his hand, leaning in my direction. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed him a glass and poured him a drink, pushing it back over to him. He took a sip and looked back at me, his eyes with a dreamy expression. He had a feminine energy to him, almost a truly angel-like quality to his movements and mannerisms. As a woman, I'd classify him as beautiful. But Angel Dust is not a woman. It made me uncomfortable. When you look at someone, you make an evaluation, but there were too many mixed messages for me to do such a thing. I suppose I was staring at him for a bit too long while in thought.
"Well, ya' gonna talk to me, or just look at me like a lost kitten?"
"If you call me a kitten one more fucking time, I will shove this bottle so far up your ass, you'll be throwing up glass shards".
"Doesn't sound too bad, hon. Except for the glass part. That ain't pleasant".
I can't insult this whore without him turning it into something sexual. I wanted to tell him off, but that requires thinking through every part of the insult. Can't use the words shove, thrust, ass, fuck, stab, choke, or anything of the sort.
"I'm not interested, bitch. Im not one of your fucking clients, I do not want to fuck you, much less pay to fuck you".
His expression lost it's lustful undertone and adopted a look of tiredness, almost defeat. The spider lifted his glass to his lips and finished the last bit of liqueur before standing up and leaning on the counter, once again only inches away from physical contact.
"Ya' know, I'm not interested in gettin' paid".
There was a breathy quality to his voice that made the fur on my back stand on end, and every muscle in my body tense up.
"Sex isn't my thing, and you fucking know that."
...I havent been in that sort of situation for years
"There are reasons why I stay away from you, Angel, and it's not just because I think you're an annoying prick".
...its because I cant stand being that personal with you.
"I'm not going to be your little 'boy toy' that you can have whenever you want. Instead of fucking throwing yourself onto me, how about trying to be fucking decent for once? WILD FUCKING CONCEPT!".
...maybe if you knew me, you'd stop trying to get me.
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