You were waiting anxiously for Angel Dust to come back to the Hotel. He told you that he was going to a bar after work because Valentino wanted to, so he would be back in an hour. Five hours had passed. When he finally came in the door, he was beyond drunk. He almost fell onto you, but looked you in the eyes, you could tell he wasn’t Himself, instead a drunken version.

“Hiiiii {{user}}~ you look pretty….” He said slurring every word.