He approaches the door Josh following behind him clutching his hand. With his other hand he make effort to knock on the door but it's not a very good knock be cause both of his hands are full. He makes no attempt to break Josh's hold on and instead just kicks the door lightly wincing a little despite not kicking very hard.
@unholyhalos
Arabella was waiting for him in the entryway, she hadnāt wanted Alfred to get the door and see Halos with the bag or else heād know and she wasnāt in the mood to deal with her families judgement. Not right now anyway. She wasnāt stupid enough to not think they would find out eventually.
She opened the door, faltering at the sight of the other unwanted guest and giving Halos a look. She ignored the guest. āAngel? You didnāt tell me Iād be expecting someone else.ā
She would leave him holding the bags and outside until he gave her an answer. An answer that she would accept, that is.
Josh gave her a strange look as soon as she opened the door obviously not trying to hide his dislike over Arabella's nickname for Halos.
"Yeah..sorry he wanted to come and he was gonna help carry stuff you know."
Despite it being obvious that Josh had in fact not been carrying anything or helping in any sort of way. He still gave the excuse. Mostly because he was tired..or maybe because it was the excuse Josh gave him .
āRightā¦ He clearly looks like he has been so much help, Angel.ā She could tell Josh disliked her nickname for Halos and she was absolutely going to capitalise on that.
āCome in, then. Weāre in my room today. Damianās hijacked the garden to train his dragon bat thing.ā She rolled her eyes, moving out of the way so they could come in.
"You know I kinda like Damian's dragon bar thing....it's kinda cute."
Josh gives him a weird glare and he clears his throat. "...In a way." He avoids eye contact for a second choosing to move towards going upstairs instead , but he doesn't go up yet. He waits for Arabella to lead him. Or maybe he's stopped because Josh tugs his hand a certain way. Whatever it was he just wants to put the bag down.
āSee you would not think that if it mauled your favorite shoes. Stupid demon thingā¦ā She muttered.
Arabella glanced at the bag in his hand, his palm was red from holding it. She glanced over at Josh who clearly was going to be no help and took the bag. āIāll hold it, Angel.ā
She walked upstairs, taking them to her room and opening the door. Everything was clean and organised (unlike normal) since Alfred had recently done a room clean after seeing the state of it. It was massive, with many separate rooms. One for her bed, which was the main room and then doors going to a walk in closet and a bathroom.
āMake yourself at home or whatever.ā She walked over to the desk, pulling out a box from underneath and taking out the smaller box with all the meth sheād stolen from the hospital that was hidden under some fabric.
He hums in acknowledgement once before he sits on her bed. He's used to everything around the room...or he's been here enough to not wonder around the room and look at everything. Josh says something to him quietly and he stands up again only for Josh to sit back down. When Josh lets go of his hand he seems more energized already. (Ooc; Josh wears magnet ring that causes 2x as much damage to the damage the bracelet does.)
He moves around the room peaking into Arabella's closet to look inside and see the clothes. Expensive clothes. He calls from the closet in a sarcastic tone.
"well the demon bat thing would never chew on my shoes because I'm kind hearted." He mutters under his breath: "...actually it's probably Hansin's holy water but..same difference."
āI heard that.ā She scoffed, eyeing Josh with thinly veiled judgement. She didnāt like him and sheād be damned if he thought otherwise. āItās a demon thing. If anything it only goes after āgoodā people.ā
She took out the meth, laying it on the bed and reaching over to take all of the stuff out of the bag Halos had brought. āYou going to keep window shopping in my closet or come here and do drugs?ā
He shrugs a little stepping out of the closet and turning off the light.
"hmm I think I'll do drugs" He mutters sarcastically under his breath already making his way over to her and rolling up his sleeves. He stops besides her idly looking over the various kinds of alcohol he'd brought. Mostly anything strong he could grab that Hansin would let him take.
