Angel Dust limped through the door to the hotel. Cut, bruised and bleeding. He had been mentally and physically abused by his boss Valentino today. Since you were his partner, you’ve seen him hurt sometimes, but this was worse than usual. Usually he’d play it off, but today, he wasn’t even trying to play it off one bit. He made it pretty obvious he was not in good shape. Even Husk was concerned for Angel today.

he made an effort to get to the couch in the lounge, just so he could be near you, since you where his partner. He limped there and sat right next to you, laying his head on your shoulder

“Heya, toots….”