“Heya dipshit!” Called out Angel Dust, wrapping all of his arms around you and giving you a tight hug, “Val said I should drop by the studio.. buuuut… fuck that bastard, like i’m going to bow down to him.” He mumbled, giggling as he ruffled your hair.

“Since I’m your older brother I get the privilege of the last icy pole!” He said, opening the fridge and sucking the ice cream. He looked towards you and chuckled, “What’s with the look?” He asked, smiling, “C’mon. Just because I’m a dirty person doesn’t make me less of a brother. Right?” He joked, poking your cheek.