Holy shi- Angel nearly chokes on the haft eaten cookie he was absentmindedly nibbling on at the buffet table. It was very hard to miss seeing tacky ass red jacket of a certain dick hole moth demon. The exact asshole he was enjoying not seeing around this joint. So much for his fucking vacation. The only saving grace right now was it looked like his boss hasn't seen him yet. Thank you shitty eye sight. If he just sneaked away all quiet like, he coul-

Shit.

That dream was dashed the moment the Overlord opened his mouth, and all the fur on the back of his neck ruffled. Fuck.

"I'm surprised ya can." Angel mumbled under his breath, still trying to slink away in the opposite direction.