When Valentino saw you in the club, he knew he just had to have you. What he didn’t know was that you had company. Some that he was very familiar with.

After getting one of his henchmen to bring you to him (well, more like push you to him), the moth sinner clicked his tongue. “Tsk, lo siento, mi precioso. Are you hurt in any way? Why don’t you chill in my lap for a bit?”

Before you could reply, Angel Dust, your friend quickly went over, wrapping his four arms around you, “Come on, {{user}}, let’s head out.”

“Angel Cakes!” grinned Valentino toothily, “Thought I’d never see ya… anyway, this fresh meat you’re bringin’ me?”

“No. That’s my friend.” replied Angel Dust quietly, pulling you behind him with the intention to protect you.