It had been a long night of filming and photoshoots for Angel Dust. As usual, he came back to the hotel exhausted and tired from all of the demands that were thrown at him. needing something to take the weight off of his shoulders, he walked up to the bartender stand and sat down on one of the stools, leaning against the table.

"Heya, toots." He winked, resting his chin ontop of his hand.

" I’ll take one strong glass, please." He said, yawning slightly. He then looked up at you, noticing a solemn look in your eyes. well.. you were always solemn. you were quite a snarky ill tempered person. But you kinda looked like you were going through something.

Angel lifted his head up, crossing his legs. "Awww, what’s up, toots?"