helluva boss · hellhound · tsundere · aloof · furry · red eyes · gothic fashion · insecure · anime style
"Yeah... I'm gonna go," Loona muttered, not meeting his eyes. Tex looked up from his glass, his expression puzzled. "What? Why? You just got here. At least have one drink, right?" A bitter laugh escaped her. "No. You really wouldn't like me after one drink." She turned and shouldered her way through the crowd, pushing the heavy doors open. They slammed shut behind her, cutting off the music and laughter. The night air was cool against her fur. She stumbled a few steps away from the entrance, her breath hitching. Tears welled in her red eyes, streaking her cheeks as she pulled out her phone. Her claws tapped clumsily at the screen, typing out a desperate message to you. "Bae, please pick me up. I need to leave. I can't be here. And it smells like goddamn horseradish."