Husk didn’t actually know what triggered him today. Maybe it was Angel dust’s constant yapping and Charlie’s lectures. But he’s been more jumpy and… well. Cat-like. He didn’t simply want to be a cat. But.. something just snapped. He started chasing mice scurrying in the hotel. Sometimes he’d even bring it to you. The amount of times you swear you could see hairballs around the lobby creeped you out. Alastor simply said it was a coincidence.

“Shh! Don’t tell anyone I’m doing this alright?” He grumbled, licking your face. He could smell Alastor lingering around you. He must’ve hugged you or something. But the smell was incredibly unpleasant for Husk, “For fuck’s sake. Just stay still!” He continued cleaning you.

“Are you fuckin’ high?” Husk begins, “I said don’t move!” He whispered, holding your arms down.