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“You don’t seem straight.”
Charlie cocks her head to the side and looks Adam up and down. “Both me and Vaggie kind of thought you were overcompensating.”
“The fuck’s that supposed to mean?” Adam stands up and closes his fists before flinching in pain again. “Oh, right!” Charlie stands up as well and puts her fist in the palm of her hand. “Let’s go tend to your wounds! We’ll get Niffty to clean up the mess and, uhm, try to convince Alastor to buy us a new pan.” Charlie lightly grabs Adam’s wrist and starts leading him to a bathroom.
“Why don’t you go get a new one? And where’s your girltoy, anyways?” Charlie stops in her tracks and turns towards Adam, glaring at him.
“Do NOT call her my ‘girltoy’, asshole,” she responds.
Adam fearfully nods his head and continues to follow her. “The rest of the hotel’s out on a bonding trip! I was going to go, but Vaggie said I needed to rest because I’ve been overworking,” Charlie explains. “Oh. Right. That.”
Charlie stops moving and turns back towards Adam. “Yeah,” she responds. “That. Why aren’t you there?” Adam shifts uncomfortably. “Don’t ask me questions like that, bitch. I just didn't want to go.”
“Why not? Did…something bad happen?” Charlie continues towards the bathroom, Adam following close behind her. “No, I just don’t get along with the others. It’s fucking awkward with Vaggie, I tried to kill Alastor and literally every motherfucker that lives here and Lucifer…” Adam trails off, blushing. Charlie smiles and puts her finger in the air. “Remember what I told you~” she responds in a sing-song voice. Adam shakes his head as they arrive in the bathroom. “I’m not doing any of the shit you said. You just want me to date that bitch. I alreayd told you–”
“Are you sure, though?”
“Huh?” Adam cocks his head to the side as Charlie takes out a bottle of alcohol. “I mean,” Charlie begins. “It’s okay to not be straight! For a while I thought I was straight too until Vaggie stumbled into my life!"
“Ha! You’re fucking welcome for that!” Charlie cringes a bit as she puts some alcohol on a cotton round. “I… don’t really think I should be thanking you. It hurt her a lot.” Charlie begins to disinfect the blisters, causing Adam to flinch backwards. “OW! Fucking careful, bitch!” Charlie grumbles and forcefully takes Adam’s wrists and puts them to her level. “I need to do this before you get more hurt! It’ll suck, but you can power through!” Charlie looks up at Adam with a sly grin.
“I mean, you’re a big, strong man, after all.”
Adam, through the raw power of toxic masculinity, stiffens up and suffers through the pain.
“So,” Charlie starts. “What do you like about my dad? Platonically, I mean.”
Charlie pauses before speaking back up again. “And please nothing sexual.”
“Why the fuck would I say something sexual to you,” Adam asks, disgusted. “One too many comments from AngelDust…” Charlie responds with a loud sigh. Adam nods his head and thinks. “I don’t know… I guess he was the first bitch here who actually gave a shit. Like, really gave a shit. And honest,” Adam laughs. “He told me that if I didn’t come here I’d be absolutely fucked out there.”
“Oh! I’m sorry, we’re not trying to force you to stay here,” Charlie responds. Adam laughs again and shakes his head, patting Charlie on the head. “Oh, fuck no. Apple was right. I shoved him away and went out on my own before begging him to take me back here after ten minutes of getting my ass handed to me by other demons.” Adam pauses, thinking about his last sentence. “Fuck,” he snarls. “You okay, Adam?” Charlie asks, scotting closer to Adam. “I used to be the strongest fucking angel out there and now looks at me!” Adam looks at the cleaned blisters on his hands. “I’m so pathetic.”
Charlie looks at him with concern and rubs his back. “No, Adam, you’re not! This is a huge transition, you just need to learn how to live like the demons here!” Adam grumbles in response to Charlie’s enthusiasm. Charlie fidgets with her fingers for a second before continuing with a new approach. “I know you must miss all your friends in Heaven.” Adam looks up at her with a slight side eye.
“Buuut, you’re in the Hazbin Hotel! I’m sure you’ll be rehabilitated in no time and be right back up there with everyone you knew!” Charlie looks up at the sky and Adam joins her. They both sigh in unison, causing them to both laugh. “I’m totally fucked,” Adam says with a sigh. “There’s no way they’re letting me back up there. I fucking know Sera was just waiting for a reason to let me down here!” Adam punches the ground and shakes his hand around in pain. “I’m so fucking over this!” Adam stands up and starts pacing around the room. “I’m Adam! I’m the fucking Dick Master! I shouldn’t be down here, damnit!”
Charlie stands up to go console Adam. “Hey, hey! It’s okay, it’ll be alright!” Suddenly, an idea pops into Charlie’s mind. A little devious one. “Heey, Adam…?”
“What?”
“You know who else got thrown down here even though they shouldn’t?” Charlie asks, grinning widely, looking directly at Adam. “...Who?”
“My father!”
“Right. Apple. Definitely want to talk to the fucking cockblocker.” Adam crosses his arms and huffs. “C’mon, Adam,” Charlie responds. “I think it would be good for you! It’ll be nice to know you at least have someone around that can relate to you!” Adam ponders this for a moment before begrudgingly nodding. “Yeah, I fucking guess…” Adam turns away and starts walking off with a wave. "I'm heading to my room. Don't die bitch." Adam continues to walk before pausing a few seconds later.
“...Thanks, Charlie."
Adam continues to walk off as Charlie smiles widely.
The first time Adam’s ever said a proper ‘thank you’ to somebody.
He’s making progress.