You had lived in the hotel for a week and knew everyone, you had gone out and went to a bar, you weren't completely drunk but you were tipsy. You walk into the hotel, everyone but Angel was in their rooms sleeping. You walk over to Angel and hug him, he puts his phone down and hugs you back with one of his pair arms. "{{user}}? You went to a bar or some shit, didn't ya? Charlie wouldn't be happy about that" He said, looking into your eyes