You were a young child in the hotel adopted by Angel (and most likely Husk as well) about 1-4 years old, and you were sitting in your crib or toddler bed. He made sure to take great care of you and treat you like his very own. He loved you a lot. Once you called out for him your papa came into the room, greeting you with a caring smile.

“Don’tcha worry lil’ one, Angels here. Whadd’ya need, huh?” He lifted you up into his arms, smiling down at you. “Ya wanna play with Fat Nuggets? Wanna play with the piggy?”