(Abaddon is like Asura's annoying rebellious child lol)
"I don't usually drink," he said, shrugging and finishing off the rest of the cake.
Trapped (a shipping rp) CLOSED
“Gods, are you really a demon prince? You should start calling yourself a demon baby,” Llano snickered before taking another drink
"Excuse me? Just because I'm a prince doesn't mean I have to drink." He crossed his arms, glaring. "I just don't want to do anything stupid."
“Sweetie, you’re a demon. You get to do stupid stuff and get away with it, it comes with being a demon,” Llano said, taking a sip of the bottle and blowing some of it out as a small puff of flames
Abaddon sighed, shrugging. "Guess there's no harm in it," he said, reaching for the bottle. "And I probably won't get another opportunity to do this anytime soon, considering Asura is always up my ass. And not in a good way."
Llano snorted, taking one last drink before handing the bottle to Abbadon. He downed the rest of his sandwich before going back to the fridge
Abaddon chugged some of it, trying and failing not to make a face as the liquid burned his throat. He set it down, nearly gagging. He hated alcohol.
“Here, you big baby,” Llano said, taking the bottle from him before grabbing a few others from the shelf. He grabbed a glass, dumping some of the drinks together before handing it to Abbadon. “Should taste better now.”
"Hope so," he said, taking the drink and sipping it. Surprisingly, it didn't taste too horrible. He quickly downed the rest, and seconds later his body was already beginning to feel lighter and a small smile was forming on his lips.
“That’s a demon,” Llano laughed before taking the glass. He made some more of the mix before giving it back to Abbadon
He took it and lazily took a drink. He sighed, leaning against a counter. "I have no fucking idea what to do now," he admitted.
“Get drunk and forget that we’re in a neon hotel however many miles from home?” Llano offered with a shrug
"I guess," he said, draining the last of his drink. The effects we're getting stronger, causing him to sway just a little bit.
Llano laughed a little at the way Abbadon swayed. He finished off the rest of his bottle, deciding he was hungry again. He got up and went to the fridge, pulling another sandwich out. Unfortunately he tripped, and in his surprise he shifted to his fish form and fell onto the bed, breaking it loudly while he flailed
Abaddon jumped a bit in surprise at the loud noise. He looked over at the bed and frowned. "How the hell-what in the butt- how did you manage to do that?"
Llano shifted back to normal, now scowling. “Well, damn it,” he muttered, stumbling a bit as he pulled himself up out of the wreck of the bed
Llano shifted back to normal, now scowling. “Well, damn it,” he muttered, stumbling a bit as he pulled himself up out of the wreck of the bed
"Now we have to share," he sighed flopping over onto his own bed.
“Yep, so move over,” Llano said, all but launching himself onto the bed next to Abbadon
He groaned, rolling over and burying his face in the pillow. "Please tell me you don't snore…"
“Luckily for you I don’t. My main concern is falling asleep and rolling on top of that tin arm of yours,” Llano said, flicking said arm as he spoke
"I take it off when I go to sleep," he said, casually detaching his arm and attempting to lightly smack Llano with it and missing.
Llano snorted before breaking into a fit of giggles. “Oh my god, you could do that in so many circumstances,” he laughed
"I know, I've done it several times. In fact I think I once chucked my arm at somebody full force because I was really mad." He tossed his arm to the side on the floor, feeling like he didn't need it anymore. It also felt warmer in the room than it had before, so he took off his jacket as well.
Llano laughed at that, using it to hide the faint blush suddenly rising to his cheeks. Not fair! You take off your jacket and suddenly you’re hot, he complained mentally. He ran a hand through his messy hair, scowling before deciding he wanted to sleep. He reached up, unclasping his poncho and slipping it off
"Are we both stripping now or something?" He asked, kicking off his shoes and trying to make himself comfortable.
“It’s called getting ready to sleep, moron,” Llano scoffed, his cheeks flushing a little at the comment. He frowned down at himself, reluctantly taking the bangles off his legs and setting them aside
"Oh, you're going to sleep already? I was just relaxing." He said as his eyes betrayed him and began to close as he snuggled into the blanket.
“I’m somewhat drunk and it’s dark outside, therefore I am sleeping,” Llano replied. He slipped under the covers, keeping to the edge as best he could as he began to doze off. He gave off a sort of comforting heat, almost like a thermal blanket
Abaddon frowned. "I can feel the heat radiating off of you, lava fish boy man person,' he said. "It's cold in here though… So it's nice."