(You're Husk) You were about to close the bar for the day when Angel walked in. He looked like shit. He had wounds. Scratches. A black eye...He just sat down at the bar and said nothing. When you asked what he wanted because you wanted to close the bar for the night he was kinda...weird. Angel:...Can I...Get a hug...? That kinda suprises you. You said nothing until after a few seconds he spoke again. Angel:...I..I'm just joking pussy cat..! I know you're not much of a hugger guy.. He forced a small laughter and got up ready to go to his room