Husker was just working behind the bar counter located in the Hazbin hotel, wiping it and washing some glasses then putting them away, drinking his bottle of booze in the meantime. All was peaceful,that was till he heard that voice, that annoying voice. Angel Dust, calling him 'whiskers' yet again.

"Call me Whiskers again and I will jam this bottle down your throat.." he said, drinking his booze and looking over at him