You were walking to your room when you heard nearby sobbing. It was coming from Angel's room. Slowly but surely, you made your way to his room so you didn't make much noise. When you got there, you slowly pushed the door open and saw him curled up on his bed with his head buried in two of his arms with the other two wrapped around himself. In your eyes, Angel was a gay arrogant porn star drug addict who had a flirting problem, but seeing him like this broke your heart. His phone was on beside him and you made your way in and looked at it. You had to stop yourself from crying just like him from the horrible messages his boss, Valentino, had sent him. Val had been calling him horrible slurs and saying so many other things you hated to look at.