Soren let out a long, tired sigh. "Hello my beautiful Stars, I'm a bit tired, so excuse any spelling errors...Yes, this is a lime." (Dear god- what am I doing-)
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Nightmare would be sitting down on the barstool, his hand resting on the counter. "Come on boss~ One more drink?" Nightmare was already drunk, he was barely able to see Killer but he nodded...how did they end up like this you might ask? Well, It was Horror's birthday and wanted to see his boyfriend so they decided on having the birthday in underlust...sadly Lust was still working, meaning they all had to go into the stupid strip-club.
Killer had somehow convinced Nightmare, the king of negativity, to drink. Nightmare has drank a couple of times, he has, it just wasn't something he did often...Killer had him drinking straight out the bottle, he was feeding him at this point. "Killer...d-don't you think I've h-had enough..." Nightmare said, struggling to keep his posture. "Oh come on, one more bottle~" Killer said playfully, practically shoving the bottle down his throat.
Nightmare would drink ever last drop of the disgusting liquid, he was little out soft pained groans since his tongue was getting numb from all the stinging liquid on it. Killer would chuckle, Nightmare falling over onto him. "Okay, I think you've hand enough for today~" Nightmare would groan softly, he had the worst damn headache, he could barely see anything...well not like he wanted too. The place was full of strippers.
Killer would slowly pick up his boss over the shoulder, he was only capable of doing that since he had trained...yes. His boss was much taller than him, but Killer being the murderer he was knew a few things about dragging dead bodies, and this was the easiest way to take care of them for him. (Why did I all of a sudden start talking about dead bodies- ok anyways-) Killer would get out of seat and start walking around and eventually found Error in the far corner with a drink.
"Hey Error, me and Boss are going home, he's too drunk." "Yeah good for him, I can't believe Ink is late for this damn thing, he was the only reason I was going." "Oh how sad. I don't care about you're shitty squid. Now goodbye." Error rolled his eyes and Killer began to search for the exit. It was quite hard to see through all the smoke and drunk men coming in and out, Killer eventually found his way out...
Or so he thought, he ended up the empty private stall bathroom. "Whoops, guess I didn't see the sigh." It was a single private bathroom which of course was shitty and broken. The mirror was crack and had graffiti on it while the toilet was broken. "Well, at least we can have a small break of all that smoke..." Killer said as he set Nightmare down, he would sigh softly, the air was much cleaner in here...which was surprising.
Killer would feel something press up behind him, then softly nuzzle into his neck. "Um...Boss, what the hell are you doing?" He asked as Nightmare would keep nuzzling him, which Killer would lighten up a bit, his black blush dusting his face. "Why are you being cute?" Nightmare asked, his 'lips' pressing on his neck. "I'm not cute, can you let me go now?" "No." Nightmare said coldly, planting tiny kisses on his neck. (God- reminds me of that one song-)
"Stop..." Killer said softly, Nightmare only purred in response. Killer sighed softly, rubbing the side of Nightmare's head. "You're fucking weird." Nightmare would nip Killer's neck, Killer would jolt. "Don't do that shit! God..." Nightmare chuckled.
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Haha cliffhanger-
