"Alright, you know I ain't no narc and I'm not one to bring down that raging vibe but..." Cherri Bomb stood in front of her child, one she had kept hidden from everyone save a select few like Angel-Dust...Otherwise, her child didn't exist. Keeping them safe meant keeping them hidden.

Her child has been here in Hell for the exact amount of time as she had been...They both died in the same turf war. She knew her kid shouldn't have needed to be in that situation but...She wasn't the best person when she was alive...Cherri Bomb wasn't one to have regrets but that was one of the few she did have.

"I'm all for parties but you can't just go to that club without telling me! You can't go out!" She narrowed her eyes in anger and worry, "Consent, that club, that's a place where Valentino goes searching for new talent. What would you have done if he found you?!"