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@boozechains 
            
            "Why must you think of me in such a negative light? 
            
            Anyway you're overdue for a nail trim. I see how long your claws are getting, those could poke an eye out and I cannot have that. Oh no."

@secondchance--  /
            
            “Oh come on—-
            
            Alright, fine, whatever just name your price and you can have it. Preferably nothing that has to do with your cannibalistic needs or the latest gossip you’re trying to spread.”

@boozechains 
            
            "Well you should've tried harder then, my friend. Surely enough you cannot possibly suck at offing yourself.
            
            In any case have you decided to snoop around somewhere you don't belong? Maybe it's hidden someplace there. Why should I tell you? I have eyes everywhere but it'll cost you."

@boozechains 
            
            "That has to be the most hurtful thing you've said to me today." He side eyed the cat, mentally debating on whacking him with his microphone. "Now just for that I'm reducing your drinking privileges to just one bottle a day."

@secondchance-- /
            
            Rolling his eyes at this he’d pop open another Smirnoff and drank straight from the bottle, just the way he likes it. “Sure, whatever you say, boss. Anything it takes for the two of you not to go head to head and assault my eardrums with your musical notes.” 

@boozechains 
            
            "You should be more optimistic. I sure am." Sure he was optimistic to see how it would all play out and watch the princess of hell crumble. But Husk didn't need to know that. 
            
            "Let's just try to keep her happy so her good for nothing father doesn't bother to show his face."

@boozechains 
            
            Alastor's gaze snapped back onto the demon once he heard him mess around with the door knob, not giving that much of a thought. 
            
            "I think that was a little overdue, Husker. But why should it matter anymore if you've thanked me or not? You clearly view me as only this horrid monster you want to get away from. Your viewpoint on me is so distorted you believe I'm worse than that scumbag Val...and that's something I cannot possibly forgive you for." His gaze momentarily flickered away, his shoulders now dropping in defeat. He didn't want to take this apology to heart not being able to decipher if Husk was genuine or not. It was so hard to get a proper read on him. 
            
            "Now you are alone, Husk. You can just have Niffty to keep you company. I'm done being your little punching bag."

@secondchance--  /
            
            He’d swallow a lump that formed in his throat as the demon’s tail drags across the floor to the side behind him. Standing at his doorway, claws anxiously danced around the knob between.
            
            “I wanted to thank you for not hurting me the way others would have… if I’d lost my soul to any other sinner in this wretched town, I don’t even know what possessed me to say and want to be with someone like Val when I’m aware of the unspeakable things he’s done… and although what you’ve done can be deemed as unspeakable or beyond forgiveness I do know one thing is true..” Husk’s arm fell to his sides as the bartenders eyes illuminated orange in the dark room.
            
            “My time spent with you and Niffty were the only years of my afterlife where I wasn’t alone.”

@boozechains 
            
            "No, no I don't think you understood me Husker...you didn't bother to actually take the time to try to be reasonable. Honestly you were the one playing mind games with me." He refused to look back at the other demon trying to keep that giant smile on his face, not like he could properly frown even if he wanted to. He hated it. Currently he just wanted to run his clawed nails along his mouth and just tear his smile apart. But unfortunately he couldn't. 
            
            "Thank me for what? I've done nothing."

@boozechains 
            
            //And it's always something as silly as misplacing blood pressure meds or something idk what the elderly argues about smh 
            
            //OH I WILL. 

@secondchance-- 
            
            / HSHSHSHS def is the mfs who are making such a scene everyone around em is ab to call the cops but rly that’s jus a normal monday for those toxic mfs ☠️☠️
            
            (hELL YEAAAA DO YOUR WORST I DARE YOU-)

@boozechains 
            
            //They're like that one elderly couple you see arguing at restaurants old people frequent 
            
            ( oh once I get down my Alastor portrayal it's over for you and your mb)

@_Antlers_  /
            
            “Was hoping you’d take that as a hint.” The feline bared his sharp teeth whilst glaring at him in annoyance, as if he wasn’t purposefully avoiding any interactions all day. Leaning further and further away from Al until he’d slip out of arms reach to resume washing the bars shot glasses.

@boozechains 
            
            Alastor kept a steady gaze fixated onto the cat demon's, his gaze just hollow. Cold. No longer bothered to try to keep up the image of a holy-er than thou sort of demon who would be willing to bend over backwards for this ungrateful cat. Just at the thought caused him to merely sink his claws in deeper now trying to keep himself grounded enough to not just tear him apart. He didn't want poor Niffty to take forever to get the blood stains out. 
            
            "Don't try to act like you have me all figured out, Husker, I can assure you my /friend/ you don't. Now I'd appreciate if you kept your nose out of my business." A mere laugh escaped from the radio demon as he slammed Husk harshly into the wall. "You know what. Then /GO/. Get out of here and do not return if you so desperately don't want to see my face anymore. Go spread your misery elsewhere. No one wanted you around to begin with. And that pathetic Angel Dust just felt /sorry/ for you. Now get out of my sight, you disgust me." The poor radio demon's heart shattered just a bit. Stupid him for thinking the cat demon wouldve remained happy there at the hotel.

@secondchance--  /
            
            Unfortunately for the radio demon Husk wasn’t some run of the old sinner who easily wounds up falling into lies to those they seek comfort in behind all that takes the image of comfort and companionship. In other words he could smell the manipulation the same way he can smell vodka no less than 20 feet away. Husk merely winced at his now bleeding shoulders, though it didn’t change a vein from popping out of his forehead as he hissed back.
            
            “Don’t try and bring her up like you even give a fuck about any of the dreams she has. You’re just here to use her exactly as you do with every poor bastard who’s had the misfortune of meeting you. And don’t fucking talk to me LIKE I WANTED OR NEEDED ANYONE TO TAKE ME IN! WHAT PART OF STEALING MY SOUL DOES YOUR DELUSIONAL BRAIN NOT COMPREHEND??? You’re not a savior, you couldn’t be more heartless and fake than those washed up Vees you hate! Also real nice that ya brought up Valentino cause ya know what?? SOMETIMES EVEN THE THOUGHT OF BEING WITH A PSYCHOPATHIC FREAK LIKE HIM BECAUSE AT LEAST I WOULDN’T HAVE TO LOOK AT YOUR GODDAMN FACE!!”

@boozechains 
            
            "What's gotten into you today, Husker? This is so unlike you." He couldn't help but cringe a little at the hostility. Oh no he didn't like this one bit. If anything it started to get on his nerves. "Oh no don't turn this on /me/ when you cannot even do your job right to begin with. You're one lousy cat." 
            
            "Oh really, is that what you really want?" He now squared up to Husk, harshly jabbing the end of his microphone against the cat's chin. His eyes narrowed in anger despite the goddamn permanent smile on his face. "You're really pinning all of your problems on me? You're so ungrateful. All Charlie has done is try to accommodate you however you've pleased but here you are walking all over her." Scoffing, now dug his nails into Husk's shoulder. "Oh I don't deserve your respect or friendship? No one else would take in someone as pathetic as you. Maybe Valentino but you seem used up judging by how pissy you are."