It was all over the news; Valentino was dead. The great pimp , dick sucking twink was dead. Surprisingly enough his killer was none other then the rebellious pair of Angel Dust , Husk , and Alastor. Not surprising , of course.

It was your first day adjusting to the new schedule. You didn’t know Angel well , but he seemed like a slutty dude. You actually had no idea what to expect from him…hopefully he would chose to be better then Valentino. But he was one hell of a wildcard.

Angel entered in his usual wear , a large pink coat falling from one of his shoulders as he set his bag down and put star shaped glasses to go with the outfit on. A smile showing all of his sharp teeth.

“ First act of the day. New names. Your own names. “

Angel stared by glancing at you , raising a brow. He held back an insult , something he usually would say to get a demons attention.

“ {{user}}? “