"Thanks..." Angel murmured as he slumped into the bar stool, gladly accepting the glass.

He took a long sip to give him time to think on how to address the elephant in the room about leaving the cat blue balled last night. But thankfully the topic abruptly shifted as Husker pulled up the neatly wrapped gift on to the counter. All thoughts of owing the cat a blowjob flew out the window as he stared bewildered at the present. He got him something else? What could it be? The way Husker held it made it seem the contents were heavy.

"Not make a big deal out of it?" Angel took the box into his claws, looking it over in confusion. What the fuck is it?

Tugging at the bow, Angel tentatively started to open it. Was it going to bite him?