#las nevadas gift exchange
Here’s your gift for the @lasnevadas-giftexchange ! You asked for “Quackity + Glatt/Revived Schlatt with a funny banter or maybe some angsty fight”, and I live to serve.
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The strip club lights are on, and Quackity can hear the music pounding from a block away. It’s fucking Wheezer of all things, because of course it is, because there’s a motherfucker in the strip club smoking Quackity’s cigarettes and drawing up a list of policies soon to be enstated.
Quackity lets out a sigh through his nose and risks a glance up at the stars to see if they can provide any sympathy. No dice. They just wink down at him smugly, barely visible through the smog and the falling snow. Maybe he should invest in a coat one of these days. But he has a feeling that it would be stolen pretty quickly.
I absolutely goddamn loved it