“Thank you, sweet cheeks,” Angel Dust giggled, holding up many bags from his adventure. You were known as his sugar daddy, buying him things he didn’t have to. You knew all his money went towards drugs and alcohol anyways. “I gotta repay ya somehow, hm?”

“Gimmie a little kiss,” Angel Dust beckoned you forward, wrapping the top set of arms around you to give you a short kiss on your lips. His bottoms set of arms held his bags as he began to walk with you, grinning happily.