Contracts That Bind Us

Nightmares In the Twilight

He stood there waiting, as Angel dug his phone out of his purse scanning the device over. No messages, not like he expected much. Tapping his foot, Angel huffed before knocking again. He tested the handle, finding it unlocked as he slowly pushed the door open. The room itself wasn't that different from his own. A queen sized bed took up a majority of the space, to the right side of the sat a bathroom whose door was wide open allowing him to see if there were any occupants. To the left was a closet door and closet, it wasn't terribly big but it managed for the amount of clothes the deer demon had. Pushed up against the side was a small office desk, a pile of paperwork sat on the dark wooden desk and a deep red leather office chair was just a few inches away from the desk. Angel gave a huff before shutting the door.

Perhaps Alastor wasn't at the hotel tonight, rare but not unheard of. Angel grumbled before turning and heading to his bedroom just a ways down the hall. Unlocking the door he tossed his purse on the bed as a soft oink came from under the bed as a pink nose popped out.

"Fat Nuggets. I'm home." Angel called, he just wanted to go to bed as he laid down and stared up at the ceiling. Something nagged at him in the back of his mind as Angel sat up. He should probably take Husk to his room, otherwise he's going to have a stiff neck. Angel rubbed the demon pig's head before getting to his feet and stripping off his boots, as he stretched his feet. Damn he hated those boots, they always constricked his feet just too much for him to wear them comfortably. He let his toes dig into the carpeted floor as he stretched himself as much as he could. His legs matched the rest of his body with white fur that ran down to the two nubs at the end of his feet. Angel hated his feet. Grabbing his cellphone he stuffed it into a suit pocket, before giving a small stretch, Husk wasn't a small guy. Pushing himself to his feet, Angel headed back down the hall casting Alastor's room one final glance before heading down the stairs.

"Husk, darling, it's time for bed." Angel called as he got no response. Angel smiled as he walked over to the avian cat as he pulled the man's head off the bar top, and picked him up bridal style. A wing nearly knocked into Angel's face and if he hadn't jerked back, he would have had a mouth full of feathers.

"Damn Husk, I ain't trying to attack yah." Angel whispered. Shifting the cat to his lower arms, he tried to use his upper ones to control the rogue wing. "Fuck this wing!" Angel snapped as the wing slapped him in the face. The cat didn't move besides giving off a soft snore, getting Angel to roll his eyes.

"The shit I do for ya people." Angel hissed as he started up the stairs, heading to the left. Angel could see Husk's room, and he let his lowest set of arms out so he could open the cat demon's door. The room was dark but Angel didn't really care as he dumped Husk on the bed.

"Have a good night sweety." Angel said, blowing a kiss as he retracted his lowest set of arms. Shutting the door quietly behind him, Angel started back towards his room ready for some sleep. He just wanted his bed and Fat Nuggets pressed up against him. He would prefer if Alastor was there as well... by Satan, he really had fallen hard in love with the overlord. Not like he could ever tell the guy that, if he couldn't have a relationship with Alastor the way he wanted. He knew that telling him would drive him away, Alastor was against all that love stuff. Angel would rather suffer with the thoughts of wanting to be with Alastor than destroy the friendship they had built. Angel walked past the stairs, perhaps one more knock wouldn't hurt.

He approached the door as he heard a thump from inside, perhaps Alastor had just gotten home. Angel hurried to the door knocking softly as he waited for a response. When he didn't hear much of anything he felt himself sag. A small twist came from the knob, as Angel's energy spiked. He was so thrilled to see his bo... nope not that... friend.

The knob stopped, which prompted Angel to grab it, opening the door just a bit, and he was greeted by a shadow. Its claws reached out, hooking the top of his suit coat dragging him towards the dark room.