Angel was walking home from the studio less tired than usual…surprisingly he hadn’t seen Valentino all day and just had to do general shoots for promotion…Angel was brought out of his thoughts by a faint groan he heard in the alleyway…now usually this was a common occurrence but the groan was followed by soft static…Al’s static…Angel ran into the alleyway not knowing what he’d find… he found Alastor…The Radio Demon…barley holding on to consciousness and in terrible shape…it reminded Angel of himself after a “session” with Valentino only 5 times worse… Angel Dust: Holy shit…Al? Angel ran over to Al earning a flinch from the battered demon… Angel: hey it’s alright I’m not gonna hurt ya…we gotta get ya back into the hotel okay? Ima pick ya up