Helluva Boss Codename Ghost

Trust exercise

Sometime later

I'm sitting at the bar taking small sips out of my drink and just staring at the wooden bar in front of me focusing on a random pattern in the wood.
I have been staring at it for so long. I lost track of time until a voice shook me out of my absent-mindedness.

"Bars closing down for the night Boss want anything else?."
I look up to see Husk standing in front of me, replacing bottles and things. His usual done with this bullshit look plastered on his face.

"No thanks husk, I'm ok." He turns to resume, closing the bar. After a few seconds.
"Actually, wait, can I have another ginger ale, please?".

He takes the nozzle and depresses a button releasing the pale yellow liquid into my glass.
"Cheers," he says, grumpy.

"Thanks."

"I'm normally good at reading folks," he says "But you're a fucking mystery. Why come to the bar if you never drink any alcohol?".

"A man has his reasons".

"Yeah yeah". I finish my drink and deposit some money onto the bar for him.

"Thanks for the tip no need to do it though".

"Like I said a man has his reasons, night Husk" I step off the stool and head up the stairs in the lobby to go to my room.

....

The hotel was emptier than usual after I finished my patrols I couldn't find anyone. I noticed the Piano in the main room was there and a little dusty. My intrusive thoughts got the better of me and I opened the cover on the keys, I touched a few keys although it hadn't been touched in a long time the Piano was properly tuned.
I'm reminded of Loona and Selene the song they loved that we listened to all the time that I learned how to play for our anniversary. I haven't done it in a while. I wonder if I still have it in me.

I run my hands over the keys finding the right ones playing then slowly and softly till I find my bearings again

🎵You shout it out,

But I can't hear a word you say

I'm talking loud, not saying much

I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet

Shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose

Fire away, fire away

Ricochet, you take your aim

Fire away, fire away

You shoot me down, but I won't fall

I am titanium

You shoot me down, but I won't fall

I am titanium

Cut me down, but it's you

Who'll have further to fall

Ghost town and haunted love🎵

As I play I begin to feel the presence of someone in front of me I look up and my heart leaps in my chest.
Selene is standing next to the Piano Leaning over the top on her crossed arms looking at me smiling.

"Hey little pup" I say my voice small and fragile. She smiles even bigger. Her Red brown eyes Filled with love.

🎵Raise your voice, sticks and

Stones may break my bones

I'm talking loud, not saying much

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose