anon and Stolas

from /hhg/ Helluva Hotel general #630 & #631
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Note I don't write very good English or write greens in general so I'm using Grammarly and google for this shit.

>It's just been one night that Stolas stayed with Anon and took the guest room. The bed was small, kinda soft, soft for a peasant not for a lord.
>But the morning was worth the pure bliss.
>3.2.1.....Huh, that's interesting no screaming? Well, time to say morning to the only good thing no the best from this marriage.
>Stolas in a semi-dead state, his wife was starting to purposely keep him awake at night to make him suffer more.
>As he walks into the kitchen his arms up to catch or block any pots clay or metal from hitting him.

>Be Anon
>It's been a month since you know Stolas after a correct? failure? of a summon attempt to understand more about the stars.
>But instead you both vented your problems to each other all night long until the sun came up.
>The book Anon used was not very detailed, all it had was Stolas's name and what his magic affinity was nothing else, so besides what Stolas told him his daughter, his arranged marriage, and his lover blitz Anon kinda did not know Stolas very well.
>Anon kinda surprised himself by offering a room to a demon but if Stolas wanted to hurt him, he broke the containment circle after you summoned him so there's was nothing to stop him.
>So here was Anon cooking eggs, bacon, sausage, and some homemade from scratch cornbread for breakfast.
> Morning Stolas! I made breakfast!
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>Be Stolas
>Well that new... No one usually greets him with that tone of voice, His Blizy is so rough and tumble, his wife needs no words, the servents are polite for their jobs, even His life, and joy and his proudest achievement his daughter Octavia has a grudge for the situation they are in, cause of him.
>oh Oh MORNING ANON! how are you? sleep well? as he slowly moves to the counter chair.
>Under his breath these chairs are so rough just like Blitzy~
>Stolas looks around the dining room it was ok looking but he could clearly see Anon's place in monetary society.

>Be Anon
>Im good, thanks for asking want some coffee?
>Anon moves getting his owl friend a large plate of food and holding out a cup of coffee.
>It was so weird a big scary demon who could turn him into a paste on the wall, or worse and he was acting the creature he looked like owlish.
>Stolas was slowly blinking even only knowing him for the month he knew the bird was full of energy As if any moment he could be running around doing whatever he could in that minute alone. So to see him at a slow pace as if careful was out of character almost.

>Be Stolas
>Yes please, I would like a cup of coffee.
>as the warm liquid goes down Stolas vows to show Anon true coffee not this Quick powered fucking shit...pardon his language he was in very polite and kind company after all.
>So Stolas and Anon truly getting to know each other, Stolas finds out Anon refers to himself as a NEET and is a stock trader to avoid getting a job and out of his house.
>And Anon finds out More about Stolas well less about Stolas and how much he loves his daughter and this Blitzy guy he always says in a weird husky voice.
>This moment was perfect no screaming wife, nothing breaking, food cooked cause someone wanted to (even if the quality sucked more than when he sucks his Blitzy tight red ass, besides the cornbread oddly) this was perfect, besides one thing.