He was cleaning at the bar late at night. Usually no one walked through the halls of the hotel unless it was Angel coming back from the club. But that night you went out. You loved partying so it was usual. Husk saw you like usual, but instead of going directly to your room you came into the bar, to the bathroom specifically.

"Hey, it's closed!"

You didn't listen to him and went into the bathroom anyways. He followed you, keeping some distance and heard you coughing from out of the bathroom. He entered and saw you kneeled on the floor with a tissue covered in blood over your mouth.

"Hey kid, are you okay? That looks horrible... Want a drink?"