"That's what makes us all so different." He chuckled. The antagonizing didn't exactly work the way the other wanted to. "Speaking of ladies... Romance isn't my thing. And with your alcoholic tendencies, I see it isn't yours either."

"You're a non-functional alcoholic, Husk. whether that be in your human form or demon form."

"Hm?" He simply smiles.

"No thank you. I don't drink much." He hummed, as he looked at his nails for a second, then looking back at human Husk.

Felt cute ... might mụrdẹr someone later.

"Human and demon goes hand in hand. I can't say I have a thing for demon you, but you two are very alike." He gave a smile. He wasn't about to tell the other that he basically owned Demon Husks soul.

"You're never polite, tv man." He lets out a soft chuckle. "You don't know how to be. Asking me where I've been isn't polite either. Especially after calling me names. You need to review what polite means, my dear." He smirked.

He tilted his head to the side a little. "Oh you know... Eldritch magic and Shadow manipulation..." he shrugged.

I'm always around... what do you need?

... you need money. For drinks. To run the bar. Where you drink most of it? Hmm convince me, dear.

Hmm... an interesting proposal. Alright. I'm intrigued.

Dears? Or deers? Either way, I'm flattered.

What? As if it's hard?? I catch everyone eyes.

I suppose so.

He appears behind the king himself. "What are we doing today, your majesty?"

"I didn't mean to." He smiles. "I simply notice when people are watching me."

I'm flattered.

"Ah yes. It sure is..." he looked out and chuckled a little. Yes. The scenery of the hotel sure was great.

He bonks νσχ σf νσχтєк on the head, gently.

His ears must be soft! #StaticRadio