‎♡‧₊˚ ── Angel had just finished his performance for tonight, and he was exhausted. He was currently in his dressing room, undressing out of his clothes for today and ready to clean himself up and get into something comfortable. The latex had been on his body for god knows how long and he had been dying to take it off after a while, the heat was killing him. He sat down at his dressing table and let out an exasperated sigh, feeling the hot stickiness from his sweat in his fur as he began wiping off the makeup from his face. He wasn't expecting any company, so when he heard a knock on his door his head perked up as he tensed slightly. 'God, please don't be Val..' he thought. He continued to wipe his makeup as he replied.

"Yeah? Who is it? Come on in."