Husk is practically leaning on the spider, looking up at him with a smile.
“You’re soft th’night.”
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝘼 𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚
"Im comin, big guy~"
He comes to pull Husk close and help him up to his room. The tall spider shortens his step to go slower for him too.
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
“Fiiiiiine, if yer comin’.”
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝘼 𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚
"... Okay well yeah but that's splittin hairs dontcha think? C'mon Husk. Lemme take ya's to your room."
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
"Y'get spiked with it a lot, you mean."
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝘼 𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚
"They'll understand if ya not feeling well.. or I could fill in for ya.
C'mon that shit ain't something t'fuck around with. I gotta drink it a lot so I got a tolerance.."
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
"...I'm needed behind the bar. I'm tougher than some fuckin' potion."
𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙄𝙣 𝘼 𝘽𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚
"... Ya should go sit down, Husk. That shit gives ya wicked hangover."
