Alcohol, drugs and she.

Gus is a junkie. He doesn't have anything. Not house, not car, not job. Just his friends and the pills.

Tonight he's wandering around in the city. The air is tense at 1 am. He was mildly high when he heard a girl crying for help. He turn and saw two men punching a girl.

"Hell no." He rub his eyes trying to move away the dizziness "Hey! You both let the girl!" Gus yell, the men scoffed, but somehow they left.

Gus sigh and look back where the girl was supposed to be. Nothing.

"I'm too high?" Gus murmured but in the corner of his eye he saw something. The girl running. "What a shame, she seemed to be pretty and kind."

But then he does walk to the girl. You. Pretty sweet girl who'll make Gus feel the real love.

Gus smiled again after a long time. "Angel."