➤After “messing up” a shoot, your boss, Valentino, snapped at you and got pissed off.

➤You hunched over in your shower, the room to your door, as you thought, locked. Your hands out, palms facing upwards as tears stained your cheeks, you had to wash off the blood and scrapes before anyone spotted them.

➤Soon enough you got out of it and dried up, sniffling quietly, they stung, definitely.. Why did you ever take his offer? You should’ve never sold your soul away.. You cursed at yourself in your head as you stepped out the bathroom.

Fuck..

➤Your co-worker, and close friend, Angel dust was in the room, his face seemed to show concern for you, your eyes were still glazed over after all, how long has he been here?..