"This face was made for R̸̢̞̤̭̣̘̰̠͛̊̊͛̆͐̿̔͋̚a̷̢͎̠̝̋̃́̏̋̓̀͘̚͜͜͜͠d̶͓̰͉̫̙̱̹̩̣̭͓͐͂i̶̝̲̾o̷͚̤̾̐̆͊͊͑͒̕" ¤ Dark Themes expected ¤ 18+/MDI ¤ Multiship (main ships are Lucifer, Adam, & Vox) ¤ Independent portrayal ¤ Sub/Demi Muse ¤ Male only please DMs are open and preferred x

“It's fine. I ain't getting fired even if I drink everything on the shelf.” He mused to the alcohol display.

“Eh. The booze is free.” the bartender shrugged as he started wiping one of the shot glass clean.

He doesn't mind. Angel hangs out with him a lot and his teasing kind of just makes it part of the job. “Mm....” He let out a small grumble under his breath.

“Just someone who fucked up in life now serving your drink.” He takes the glass back and pulled the bottle near it. “Nothing interesting in my end.”

“You're fine. My story isn't really that interesting to talk about. But yeah, you can ask me anything.” He poured her one more shot before downing the bottle carelessly.

“It was more of a transactional thing. Contracts and all that.. Especially when you have your soul on the line.” He looked over to her and then down to his own bottle with a frown.

He looks over to the bottle and raised his eyebrows. “Hmm. This is quite a fancy one.”

“Look.. Life's a gamble and I made my bet. What you see here is the result.”

He doesn't mind. He may have a wing wrapped around her while he.. Continue his task. / sleep well!

“Anything as long as it's strong.” He then pours himself a glass. “But if you're a bit fancy, you may wanna try something that's a bit sweeter.”

/ he would just sit there like the grumpy old cat he is while she does-

“It's only fair since you shared your story.” Again, he'd shrug. “It's fine.”

“They're adding chocolate in liquor now? Well that you don't see everyday.” He smiled a little as he finished his chore in the meantime.

“Would be fair, ain't it?”

Husker didn't mind it as long as she doesn't sprawl all over the counter.

. . .

“It's too early for this shit...”