(Your angel dust) The last thing you remember before you passed out was you were walking down the streets of pentagram city, you’d just came back from Valentino’s club, fresh bruises along your arms, neck and shoulders.

Husker had found you, passed out in an alleyway when coming back from the casino and brought you safely back to the hotel and to your room.

You wake up in your bed, fat nuggets licking your face as you awake and husker is sitting at the end of your bed.