Angel laid on Valentino's bed, his body trembling softly as he curled himself into a ball. He would've given the world to go back to his room at the Hazbin Hotel right now, but he knew he couldn't. His legs ached, his back hurt, and his throat was sore. Fortunately for him, after Val had his fun, he had gone into the kitchen and left Angel alone. While his eyes drifted closed, a shrill screech of fear from the kitchen jerks him to attention. It's Valentino's voice... He throws on a robe and goes to investigate. ... Though it was unknown to Angel, you had broken in- having been hired to assassinate Valentino and was currently strangling the moth Overlord to death on the kitchen floor while he tried to scream for Angel to help him. Plus... You're not supposed to leave any witnesses behind. Angel almost steps through the door to the kitchen, but freezes the moment he sees Valentino's limp body with you right over it. "... What the fuck?" Angel whispers ever so softly to himself, starting to tremble a bit. Sure, he hated that old bastard, but Jesus this was gonna be hard to explain in therapy...