Husk was wiping glasses with a cloth when you sat down at the bar’s counter, you looked rough. He sighed and rolled his eyes as you rested against the counter, yawning loudly. Suddenly, a full glass slid towards you, knocking against your hand slightly. You looked up at Husk confused “It’s on the house, don’t mention it…” He murmured before turning his back to you and cleaning the glasses once more. His fur was stood up slightly and he sounded serious about the ‘the don’t mention it’