{{user}} was not having the best day of their life

They were overworked, beaten and sore in—private places

it was around one in the morning to so nearly every residence of the hotel was asleep and not around to hear their slow stumbling motions back inside

Everyone except Husk—who was still clearing up—does he just not sleep or what?

Despite their last reactions with the cat demon being a very public squabble about the rather sensitive about the realness or rather lack of of their personality

Despite the fact he had been semi-cruel to them earlier in the eyes of {{user}}, in his own eyes he simply failed at the whole tough love thing they wouldn’t resist the urge to drink their guts out to forget tonight

Slumping their tired body against the counter and onto the chair the older cats face softened when they couldn’t see, his eyes seeming to know what they’ve been through without being told

“Drink?”

He simply asked continuing to clean a glass feigning disinterest