Friend of the Night

Since the reports had first gone out Nyx had been on edge, most people were at this point. Mysterious deaths, disappearances, lurkers in the night, all of that seemed so close yet so far away. She was removed from it and yet at the same time in the thick of it. The police department had issued an advisory a while back. A mix of people would adhere to it, some being overly cautious and carrying weapons out in the open while others waved it off. The idea that 'only other buns could possibly be affected by such issues' was evident in their attitudes. There's something about feeling self-important like which made Nyx give pause. 

 

Even with her fame, or fame adjacent presence the DJ had, she never felt entirely safe. Buns alone were always a reason to be afraid, she'd learn that long ago. But the night life was her life and she had to be out at some point. After all, it wasn't through lack of trying that she tried to stay safe at home but her work alone wouldn't allow it. How glamorous the life of a DJ was.

 

When her eyes glanced across the bar and found a familiar face she found herself drawn in. Slushie was another performer, someone that she'd worked with in the past and at the end of the day someone who felt safe, or as safe as an acquaintance could feel. Slushie had only ever been sweet, but sometimes sweetness was its own poison. Still, she'd take her chances. At least there was club music pumping and drinks flowing so she knew that they were both here for a good time. 

 

She felt like a stalker watching her drink, lips gracing the edge of the glass as she nodded her head along to the music, it was enticing, watching her slowly sip away, enjoying the night to its fullest. Nyx quietly watched for a while, taking sips of her own drink, and glancing over until it seemed like Slushie had gotten to the point where she was about to call it quits. Best to pretend like they had just run into each other instead of saying that she had been watching her for half the night.

 

“Hey stalker!” 

 

Shit

 

“You're painfully obvious, you know.”

 

Ok so maybe watching people wasn't her forte. Nyx sighed but gave a smile, waving her hand guiltily before making her way over. “Sorry sorry I wasn’t exactly sure how to approach you. A lot of people aren't up for new company nowadays.”

 

“You know I'm always up for your company.”

 

“Oh always up for my company, what makes me so special?” 

 

 

“I don't know, maybe it's the fact that you fucking glow neon. That's always up my alley.”

 

 

“Hey, everyone needs a good glow stick every once in a while. What's a rave without one?”

 

 

“True and you got a pretty smile I'll give you that.” Nyx gives a toothy grin before sitting next toSlushie. 

 

“So what brought you here tonight?” Nyx asks, grabbing Slushie’s glass and taking a sip with a smile. 

 

 

“Head priest dying and everything else going on…and Lucien, well you know how involved he is with the church. It's hard not to care after being friends with him, you know? And now this big figure is suddenly gone, it's pretty scary.” 

 

 

Nyx paused for a moment, expression falling as she nodded. “Yeah, to be honest things have felt pretty off, and I'm not exactly well….I'm-I don't know.” There was a long pause between the two, drinks in their hands but the feeling of play and mirth had dissipated for the moment. They lingered on their own thoughts, focused on an invisible spot on the bartop. It was Slushie who broke the silence.

 

 

“Do you maybe want to come to mine? I could use the company and my burrow does feel a bit empty.” Slushie asked, her signature smirk stopping just under her eyes.

 

 

“Are you sure you're talking about your burrow or are you referring to your bed?” 

 

 

“I mean you know I'm always down for some fun!” She said with a wink. “But I could use the company right now.” Nyx nods and looks at her with a more open expression, showing the reservations and nervousness that took hold. Things have been hard and it was nice to think that she could be next to someone.

 

 

 “Yeah, that would be nice. How about I get at the tab and we can head out together?” 

 

“Yeah that would be really nice. Oh um, just so you know though, I do you have a knife on me so…“ Slushie warned, flashing just the hilt from the jacket pocket.

 

 

“Just so you know I've got claws and can bite the hell out of anyone.” Nyx flexed her fingers and shot a grin. 

 

The two made their way out into the night together. There was strength in numbers after all and they’d need all the strength in the world for what was about to come.