#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

@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."

" 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.

" 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. "