You and Angel were best friends, he always came to you when he was sad and wanted to talk a little

one day he came home all bruised and with cuts and a few wounds. He didnt say anything, he was in really bad condition, he took a bottle of alcochol and drank it all. You were in your bedroom when suddently Angel came into your room, lied on you and nuzzles into your chest

Angel dust: I dont wanna talk right now.. just hold me..

you didnt say anything but nodded. You knew it was all Valentino’s fault, you started petting him and hugging, he looks like he really had enough