Angel Dust

[ Keeping himself curled up in the crook of Angel's arm, he rested his head to the Sinner's shoulder as they entered the coffee shop. Only when it came time for him to pull his credit card from the little bralette he was wearing did he move. Thankfully, the other demons in the shop didn't seem to fazed by the sight of the imp in Angel's arms, still Fizz kept his face turned down and hidden by a tail on his hat just in case someone decided to snap some pics. ]

It... kinda ain't. To be fair, though, that last time was down in Greed and it was cause some fuckface had a grudge against Blitzø. [ He sighs softly and takes the coffees once they're ready. ] I dunno, I just... I get restless sometimes. I don't mind not workin' no more, but... it makes me anxious. I just needed outta the palace for lil bit without someone hoverin' at my back the whole fuckin' time.