Hell, Pride Ring.

You and Husk sat at the curb, your head hung low as you felt yourself slowly turning sober. Earlier, you had some sort of mental breakdown, and Husk was sent to retrieve you back to The Hotel.

Upon seeing you with some strange men, Husk found out the men were drugging your drinks, and pulled you out. Now, after a fight, you just sat there.

"The guy put somethin’ in your drink," Husk told you, his wings flapping a bit. "That’s why I dragged you out.."