Angel Dust sat by you, holding your hand, his body was covered in fresh bruises and some bandaids, he recently got back from his 10 hour shoot and was hurting all over, before he said anything, he got a call from Valentino, his ringtone was ‘Slutty Spider Polka Pop’ and gave a tune, he picked up and hesitated to say something.

“Hey..Val.”

Angel Dust saunters, expecting a yell from his boss. Valentino groaned over the phone, scoffing a bit. After they talked, Angel turned off his phone and slouched.

“Im so sick of this job..I love it, but- Val just gets too shit-headed..”

He said, turning to you with a pout.