Angel hasn’t been out of their room in days. Last time they were seen, they had gotten off of work and was beaten pretty badly.

It makes sense he’d want to hide. But for multiple days in a row without saying anything?

{{user}} can’t just wait, they have to find him.

So when Angels door is slowly pushed open, he’s sitting against the backboard of his bed. He puts his palm to his mouth before drinking some liquor.

“Fuck-…” He groans softly