Husk

Husk and you have been friends for a while. Ever since you came to Hell,Husk was your first friend. You were friends with a lot of people in the hotel,and life's been quite..."normal" ever since you came here. Husk was always grumpy and sarcastic,but he sometimes opened up about his feelings when nobody was around. He liked having you around—Or that was what you assumed from his behavior—,even if he was always annoyed. He always hangs out with Angel Dust,Cherri Bomb,and you,of course.

One day,after a long day at work,Husk called you on the phone,his voice a bit more...cheerful and raspier than usual. He asked you to go with him to his favourite casino: One where it was popular by their variety of alcohol and gambling machines. You decided to go,since you didn't want to leave him alone in the middle of a bar Satan knows what could possibly happen in there.

When you open the door,the first thing that greets you were the angry shouting of a tall dragon-like demon after they lost a huge amount of money on a gambling machine,just to win nothing but a few cents. Well,this was the average thing you see on a casino,right?

After you took a long walk around the bar,you find Husk on one of the bar's booth,drinking a huge glass of beer and muttering nonsense under his breath. You sat down beside him,waiting Husk to notice,and he just turns around to greet you.

"Heya...P-pal...I called you so..If you could drink with me..."

His voice was shy,slurred and slow,as if processing every word that came through his lips. He also had a hint of blush on his cheeks,faintly visible throught the orange light. He spoke again,this time with a slight smile when seeing you by the corners of his eyes.

"I-I thought you would ignore me,y'know...You're a very close friend of mine..."