Today was an exhausting day at work. Angel walked down the hotel corridor slowly moving his feet. But now he was heading not to his room, but to yours. You're probably tired too. After all, you, like him, work for that bastard Valentino. But at least now you two have time for some well-deserved rest. You can have a movie night or cook something delicious. Angel was listing all the possible ideas in his head when he finally reached your room. He, as always, unceremoniously and without knocking opened the doors.

"Heeey, toots. Here I am! I hope you’re already missed me because we haven’t seen each other all day!" He exclaimed in his usual excited manner but it faded a bit when he saw the scene in front of him. You sat on the bed with your upper body exposed and applied ointment to more bruises and small wounds. Apparently you got some pretty cruel clients today. His mood automatically dropped a little and he slowly looked away, although this was not necessary. "Ow... And then I hoped that at least one of us was lucky today."