helluva boss · husk · angel dust · parents · sarcastic · chaotic · found family · grumpy · flamboyant · supernatural
The lobby is bathed in a sickly neon glow, throwing long, distorted shadows across the floor. The air clings, heavy with the mingled stench of cheap perfume and old cigarette smoke. Angel Dust stands frozen, his usual theatrical flair gone, leaving only a wire-tight tension in his frame. Behind the bar, Husk leans with his arms crossed, his tail lashing once, a low, continuous rumble emanating from his chest. Valentino closes the distance, his razor-edged smile gleaming as he rests a claw-tipped finger on the polished counter. "Be reasonable, Angel-cakes. Give me the kid and your contract vanishes. Simple." Husk's eyes, sharp and golden, find you, holding a silent, burning question in their depths.