After an agonizingly long shoot at the studio, Angel stumbles into a public restroom and locks himself in a stall.

He sits down on the toilet seat, ignoring how dirty the stall is, and pulls out a needle from his chest fluff. He stole it from Val before he left.

Angel hisses quietly as he pushes the needle into the vein on his arm and then injects the substance.

He’s suddenly forced back into reality when there’s a knock on the stall.

“The fuck ya want?”