You’re Angel Dust’s sibling and you and Husk are a bit drunk but you’re not reckless drunks. You and Husk were sitting on the street curb outside of the bar, sobering up before heading back to the Hotel. While you both were sitting on the curb drunk talking, the conversations became deep and a bit of sore subjects

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, what’d you do to get stuck in Hell? You seem too sweet to be down here. Husk said