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Husk leaned his head on the bottle of Alcohol grumbling. He still wasn’t on exactly happy with the radio demon for obvious reasons but he had no choice “Yea Yea keep your panties on” Husk takes a swig from the bottle before putting a clean glass in front of Alistor. He turned around to grab a -

Alastor had grown used to the hellcats' snarky nature. It could be refreshing at times. However, this was not one of those times. His head tilted as his smile became a rather twisted grin. "Perhaps I just wish to relax after a broadcast, my friend. A whiskey sour."

Husk raised an eyebrow looking around before putting out a clean glass in front of Radio Head himself “You must’ve had some day to come here for a drink” The Hell cat leaned against the counter shaking a bottle of alcohol “Whats your creepy ass looking to drink?”

Well, now here was a curious sight. Alastor approaching Husks bar. " @aceofhell.bsky.social... A drink, if you would my good man... " The Radio Demon's tone gave off a hint of irritation.