She’s already running right to the bar, still having her hand grabbing around his. Her favorite place to be.
“Bartender! Give us all the colors and percentages you got! ~ ….. yes I got the money for that, you little shit! Less talking more pouring!”
She turns back to angel as that was done +
𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲 𝐵𝑜𝓂𝒷 💣
Angel was used to it all by now. He walks with her, intentionally shortening his step so she doesn't have to run to keep up. Eventually theyre at the bar. He walks in with her.
"Alright~ Oo what kinda colourful bullshit do I feel like drinking!"
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
“Ya kidding? I got a fucken arsenal with those fuckers names on it.”
She pulls him in a bit by his waist, protectively, as she strolls the street side by side. Sinners running amok alongside burning cars, but she seems as relaxed as ever.
“No ones laying a finger on you when you’re with me!”
𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲 𝐵𝑜𝓂𝒷 💣
"Ya gonna keep the creeps offa me?"
He chuckled and held her close. Already starting to walk and head downtown. He knew some.. shady spots.
Though he sometimes has to play the pretend boyfriend to save Cherri from that fate at times.
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
“Done fucken deal, honeypot!”
She’s looking up at him with a smile …the height difference she’s missed- and has gotten so used to!
“Wat’cha say? We maybe sneak off and hit one of the filthy bars in the city …?”
Her smile is turning mischievous now, slightly whispering to him as she leans in.
𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓲 𝐵𝑜𝓂𝒷 💣
He's hoisted up with ease. Even with his nicely toned arms and legs, he still weighs nothing.
"Wha-! Nah nah. Just had a real long weekend is all. Did some extra work. I'll tell ya the deets over that drink, deal, babe?"
He wraps an arm around her. This tall fuckin spider makes her look so short.
☆ ANGEL DUST ☆
Don’t tell me this hotel has sucked the spark outta you.”
