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Alastor's POV
It all started that faithful night at the Hazbin hotel's bar. I was going to treating myself to a glass of blood orange whiskey and chat with my dear (pathetic) friend husker, when I saw the scantily cladded pornstar, Angel Dust, sitting at the bar with a strawberry martini in hand.
Ah, another soul to torment... This will be fun!
As made my presents known to the cat and spider, both turned to me with different expressions. Husker looking like the sourpuss he always is and Angel looking relaxed.
Not for long!
"Hey smiles, what brings ya, long night?" The spider questioned playfully.
"HA! No! I'm just here to enjoying some spirits! I don't need to drown myself in booze whenever I feel sad, right husker?"
The mentioned cat glared.
"Go fuck yourself, I'm going to bed. I didn't sign up to deal with both of you at once." my contractee practically hissed.
Husker proceeded to head upstairs, leaving me with the escort. Now.... how to bring the spider to misery today...?"
Bringing up his lack of intelligent language or his excessive drug use?
Ah, so many options!
Before I could start my usual torment, angel asked me a question.
"Hey smiles, can ya spare me a ciggarette?"
"What, did you use them all with your Cake-eaters? HA!"
Angel seem to rather didn't get that I was making fun of him, or didn't care.
"Nah, I left them upstairs. I smoke and listen to ya shows to relax."
HA! Sounds like him! Smoking and listening to...
Wait, What?
The sound of a record being stopped echoed through the room.
"You listen to my shows?" I questioned.
He seemed to not notice how baffled I was. "Yeah, your the only fella that plays anything with jazz around here. It always reminds me of the good old days."
Really? Now I'm curious.
"I didn't know you liked jazz! Whose's your favorite artist?"
Angel sat his drink on the bar "Billie Holiday. Hands down. Her voice always moves me, makes me really feel."
Angel's face lit up as he continued to explain.
"Its like, I can feel her pain, I can feel her spirit, I can-"
"-feel her soul" I finished for him.
Now I'm excited!
"Fascinating! It's been a long time since I found a TRUE fan!"
"Yeah! How about you? I noticed you love to play Cab Calloway."
Observant!!
"Yes, he's always been my personal favorite. He always lightens my mood."
The spider nodded with a fond smile. "Yeah, he always lifts me up after a long day."
Maybe angel isn't as much as a chippy as I thought!
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We proceeded to talk all into the night about our love for music. From Bossa Nova to Swing, the spider knows his stuff! I haven't had this much fun talking to someone new in years! Rosie and Mimzy were the only ones I know who can hold a conversation in jazz, they and Angel would get along great! As the sun rised, the conversation turned to my live performances on radio. Angel asked about my singing techniques and then stated something unexpected.
"I don't know how ya do it! Ya REALLY know how ta sing, I should listen to you in person someday. "
Wait.......Is this man actually insinuating coming over to my Radio Tower? The radio tower I actively preformed murder live on the air waves in the past? This is not one of his 'I'll show ya a good time' invites, but one of curiosity. Is he brave or just stupid? Either way, for whatever reason, I'm not total against the idea...
" Your welcome to come by anytime, my friend."