⬢⬡⬢GLUTTONY RING⬢⬡⬢

[makethathoney]

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Everyone deserves a fun night out - why not try out one of those hellhound parties that Loona's friend Tex talked about?

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[helluvaboss]

Oh yeah, gluttony ring is SO your space, huh. This is gonna be the polar opposite of shitty hungry weeks, eat like fuckin' crazy and show Poochy that dream a' yours.

[A hearty slap on the back!]

Time to go make some fuckin party friends kiddo!

[mansbestend]

[He needed to eat as absolutely much as possible. He figured out how the phones work, but still needed to mess around and figure out how the apps work. but...]

I just talk to people, right? Everybody eats good stuff and drinks sometimes, so nobody should be a huge asshole in there...

Ohhhh fuck, someone got funnel cakes... second floor, on the left somewhere...

[helluvaboss]

You'll be fine, kiddo, you're not even the kind of guy that would get into a bitchy fight so everyone's gonna love ya. --Just don't do drugs crazier than weed, got it? And don't go crazy on the beezeljuice, it's way fuckin' stronger than earth shit.

[mansbestend]

Beezle... what? [He finally pulled away from the window.]

Is that like alcohol? I'm... not really into that stuff. I could probably sniff it out anyway. Maybe. I know the taste, anyway.

[helluvaboss]

Oh, right. Well, lotsa people will be drinking so let me know if you get uncomfortable. I miiiight have a drink or two. Beezeljuice is fuckin sweet as fuck, made from honey and shit.

[He'll give Denji's nose a poke.]

Promised Loonie that I wasn't gonna do any keg stands or shit though so I'm not gonna go crazy. Promise.

[mansbestend]

[He wasn't sure what Blitz meant, but he appreciated the nose boop. He shrugged.]

Eh... not that I'm uncomfortable. I went to bars with my co-workers back home after work all the time. They'd drink each other under the table and I'd stick to tea. It was the whole... 'got kissed and they barfed up all their drinks mid-kiss' that put a hole in the mood, and that's probably common at a party like this.

[helluvaboss]

EH that depends, plenty of people here to eat until they can't fuckin' move too, or only here for one drink 'cause they gotta fuckin drive home. And LOTSA people dancing. You hit the dance floor you'll probably avoid any spewers.

[Encouraging pat on the back!]

[mansbestend]

[He was visibly puffed up.]

I'm gonna fuck up that dance floor. I have goals, Demon-Dad.

At least three numbers. Ten Sinstagrams.

[And he threw open the door.]

I'm gonna meet somebody here! Tonight's a fated encounter, I can feel it in my chest fluffies!

[helluvaboss]

Have fun, Denji!

[He's proud of his boy.... squish those cheeks!!]

Go fuck up that dance floor, motherfuckers won't KNOW what hit 'em!

[A little shove towards the door! IN YA GO!]