#chestfuzz

[demonicbroadcast]

“One more round, and I might actually tell you what I’m thinking.” ( from angie / @chestfuzz )

“Shit, you ain’t gotta ask me twice.” He immediately gestures for another round. A sazerac for him, and something bright-colored with an innuendo in its title for Angel. He swears the other called it a “Harder Daddy”; he thought he was just making a joke until Husk rolled his eyes and shoved one in his direction

“This’s one of the few things that keep me sane ‘round here.” Once the drinks are brought, he turns to Angel with a raised brow. “Now, you gotta tell me. What’s on your mind?” .

[pcpuli]

@chestfuzz said: " sorry , what did you say ? " peers over his phone .

"Make me repeat myself again and I'll find a pleasant ditch to have you discovered in."

Flips a script over, much thicker than anything Valentino artistically puts together. "I'm covering for your next shoot. Look this over for me."

[hclluvahctel]

" you smell like the devil . " from Angie ( @chestfuzz ) to your choice of: Vaggie, Vox orrr anyone you're feeling!!

"THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN, ANGEL?" Was he referring to Lucifer? She'd been talking to the king earlier, but hadn't noticed any sort of SMELL coming off him, especially one that could linger.

[hclluvahctel]

@chestfuzz watching Husk get hit on ? At first Angel just rolls his eyes . Who the hell would hit on that sourpuss when he was RIGHT HERE ? But also he's getting pissed off , so he swagged on over and plops himself on the countertop , lower set of arms looping around his neck and scritching the soft fuzz there .

" Back off, toots . He'sa workin' man an' can't afford any distractions . " he rudely shoves the bimbo away . Batting his eyes at Husk . " Ain't that right , fuzzball ? "

WITH MORE SINNERS ARRIVING AT THE HOTEL, he wasn't surprised to have at least one take interest in him. He knew he was being flirted with, but had been ignoring them and only offering the occasional 'uh huh' in response. The girl hadn't gotten the hint yet, but Husk had dealt with worse.

He hadn't expected Angel to slide across the actual bar top, and he quickly moves a glass out the way so he didn't crash into it. His hardened gaze immediately softened as he looked to the spider, a very quiet purr rumbling in his chest as he felt the hands scratching his fur. "Yeah, I'm a VERY BUSY MAN."

[rejectmercy]

" yer still a good fer nothin' ! " ( @chestfuzz )

" That's a good way to end up dead crack whore! " she wasn't in the mood for taking sinner insults and had Angel Dust by the neck hovering off the ground exorcist wings flapping. " And what are you some overlord's little cock sleeve? Hmmm what is there worth spareing in your addict soul? "

She questioned him her grip around his throat tightening as she lifted them both to a good height a fall would break bones. " Well? I'm listening bitch! Best give me a reason to let you off with a few broken bones and let you crawl back to your drug daddy. "

@chestfuzz