. ♔ { ✖✖✖ }— “ That what doesn’t terrify me..? “ What was this, an interrogation..? A surprise therapy session..? Bright magenta narrowed, staring the much smaller demoness down- if it was one thing that he didn’t appreciate, it was someone trying to dictate and pry. Angel wasn’t in the mood, and truthfully hadn’t been for some time- the gnawing ache of withdrawal clawed at his skull; even the slow detox process hadn’t been much help.
“ Listen, I dunno who the fuck you think you are, ‘r what the hell you’re goin’ on about, Vaggs- but I ain’t scared’a shit. Y’got it..? “ A pair of agitated, tremulous hands dug into his pocket, retrieving and igniting a cigarette- one of the few vices he’d been allowed. He exhaled, lungfuls of smoke billowing about them, careless to blow it elsewhere- what did it matter? “ It ain’t any of your goddamned business. “