[He's in the middle of another long shift, another endless night, when he sees the phone blink underneath the bar. Greed drops off a collection of shots across the counter distractedly. Of course, it's not like he pauses everything whenever that particular number flashes across his screen. But usually when Michael texts, it's something important. A reschedule, some information, a change of plans.]
[The former homunculus pauses, his one hand fastened and half prying apart a cap to a bottle. The first round of pictures aren't anything to write home about. Just Beetlejuice and the Archangel of the hour finally out of his suit and looking a little less stiff than usual.]
[But the more he scrolls, the more the night's activities begin unravel. Greed slowly pushes his sunglasses up and onto his forehead, and a howl of laughter coughs from his jaws. He may be getting a look or two from the bar, but he ignores them all as he flags someone down to take over.]
[Outside is where he goes. Pinning the side door to the alleyway open with his toe, the Sin settles into the crook of the frame. The cigarette in his mouth is fresh enough that the end of it brightly simmers in the dark.]
uh huh. havin a little trouble there blue eyes? yknow if you wanted to start off easy beetle probably wasnt your best choice
[He ashes at the side of his leg, humming.]
sounds like youve kept up plenty. though didnt realize things like you could get drunk. wonder if its your first time. [He cups the cigarette, inhaling the light-stroked smoke like fumes of neon.]
youre gunna feel that tomorrow handsome. or whenever you wake up. let me know if it ends up being a bit more than you can handle 💖
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[The former homunculus pauses, his one hand fastened and half prying apart a cap to a bottle. The first round of pictures aren't anything to write home about. Just Beetlejuice and the Archangel of the hour finally out of his suit and looking a little less stiff than usual.]
[But the more he scrolls, the more the night's activities begin unravel. Greed slowly pushes his sunglasses up and onto his forehead, and a howl of laughter coughs from his jaws. He may be getting a look or two from the bar, but he ignores them all as he flags someone down to take over.]
[Outside is where he goes. Pinning the side door to the alleyway open with his toe, the Sin settles into the crook of the frame. The cigarette in his mouth is fresh enough that the end of it brightly simmers in the dark.]
uh huh. havin a little trouble there blue eyes? yknow if you wanted to start off easy beetle probably wasnt your best choice
[He ashes at the side of his leg, humming.]
sounds like youve kept up plenty. though didnt realize things like you could get drunk. wonder if its your first time. [He cups the cigarette, inhaling the light-stroked smoke like fumes of neon.]
youre gunna feel that tomorrow handsome. or whenever you wake up. let me know if it ends up being a bit more than you can handle 💖
gotta little something on your collar by the way