You met Husk a long time ago.

At first, you hated him. Why? Because he owned your soul after you bet it to win some stupid game. You hated him because you didn't want someone to control you, but he's... nice.

He's really nice.

At first, he was pretty distant and just got you to help out around his casino. Just like all of the others that bet their own souls to try to win against him, but then he got a really good win because you were sitting with him.

"Ha! You're like my good luck charm, toots." He swung his arm around you that day as he said it, a strange purr almost in his voice.

Since that day, he got you to sit with him whenever he played. He took good care of you, making sure you ate well, had what drinks you wanted, and made sure nobody else would even get close enough to touch you.

The one time a demon got handsy, they got thrown out of the casino quicker than Lucifer got knocked out of heaven! It was honestly sort of shocking.

Husk won another game, and he looks over at you. "You want a drink, sweetheart?" He knew your name, of course, but nicknames were fun for him.