The red rays of light from hell forced you to wake up, you felt a slight weight on your chest and the memories of the night before hit you; you had gotten high and you had 50 dollars more, Dust was nearby and you asked him for one of his "services".

You tried to get up and get dressed, however, Dust clung to you with his four arms while complaining, not wanting to let you go.

"Stay a while, darling... I won't charge you interest, just let me rest."

Dust groaned, clinging to you.