Red String of Death | Radiodust

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Chapter 17 ♥

Angel woke up to movement and something laying on his face.

He opened his eyes, getting a face full of Nuggets bacon-schlong. 

"Aww- Fuck! Nuggs! Get your dick outta my face!!" Angel whined. He grabbed Nuggets swiftly and carefully, sitting up as Nuggets looks as happy as ever. He let out a small squeal, which made Angel smile and laughs. 

Angel set Nuggets on his bed, which made him flinched and jolt from pain. He carefully sat up straight, hanging his legs off the bed. 

He looked down at himself and saw he was in the same clothing as yesterday, but his bruises and cuts were treated. He was wrapped in bandages on his neck, arms, torso, shoulder, and some fingers. He had adhesive bandages on his small cuts. 

Angel's cheeks grew warm as he looked down. He stood up slowly and with caution so he wouldn't hurt himself. 

Angel needed a shower, but he didn't have new bandages and didn't want to ruin them. He instead spent a lot of his time in his sandbox, slowly sanding his fur and brushing it out. The sand soaked up any moisture and help with odor excessively. 

When he was done, he sprayed a little light, sweet perfume before he got dressed. 

When he was done, he looked down at himself, calling it quits. 

He was wearing a simple off-shoulder pink dress that was very short. It was meant to be revealed because of his line of work. 

Angel didn't have many nice clothes, saying that they were ruined from work. But he didn't have ones that weren't revealing besides his jogging outfit... but they were dirty and too hard to put on.

Angel slowly and shakily sat down and put on thigh-high red socks. He grabbed the baggy green jacket from Valentino, putting it on to cover his scars. The only thing that stood out was his finger and the front of his neck.

Angel trotted to the door and opened it slowly. He looked at Nuggets, who had jumped down from the bed and walked up to his feet, ready to leave. Angel opened the door, letting his pig leave first before he left, shutting the door behind him. 

Nuggets walked slowly near Angel, watching out for his owner, which made Angel smile weakly. 

Luckily Angel was on the same floor as the lobby. He went there slowly with Nuggets, finding Vaggie, Charlie, Husk, Niffty, and the other two patrons there. 

"Good morning Angel!!" Charlie sang, waving at the spider. Angel just smiled at her, walking up to the bar as Nuggets ran off to play with things around the room, preferably Niffty's supplies

Angel went to the bar and flopped on a chair, which he regretted when he jolted and seized up from the pain. 

Husk saw him then shook his head. 

"The fuck did you do?" Husk asked. He expected Angel to flirt, but Angel just laid on the counter slowly and carefully. "Fight happened," Angel said, keeping his answer short and simple. Husk knew the spider was lying but didn't care enough to push it. 

It went silent between the two. Usually, Angel would be the one to fill it in, talking, flirting, making conversation. Husk always hated it... but he never knew how awkward it'd be if it were silent.

Angel felt himself dozing off, finally feeling the relief of pain, but he jolted awake, sitting up straight, which made him seize up. All because Vaggie walked up and spoke. 

"Where the hell were you last night?" Vaggie asked. Angel could feel his heart pounded in his throat from pain and looked at her. "I was in my room," he said dryly. "No, you weren't," Vaggie said. "Okay, smartass, where was I?" Angel asked with annoyance. "Were you at Valentino's? Didn't we tell him you needed to be here a certain time?" Vaggie asked. Angel shrugged. "I don't fuckin' know..." Angel grumbled. Vaggie rolled her eyes. "I'll tell him not to keep you late if he's the cause of it," Vaggie said. "He ain't gonna listen to your ass," Angel said, rolling his eyes. "To me, he will," Vaggie grumbled. "All big talk," Angel whispered.