Angel had an issue. No, not like that- well.. yes, but no. Not in this situation.

He had an external issue, and for once, it wasn’t Valentino. The main problem with this ‘issue’, is the fact that he didn’t want to tell certain people;

Angel couldn’t ask Charlie for help - it would just worry her. He couldn’t ask Vaggie for help.. for obvious reasons. He shouldn’t ask Alastor in general. He probably shouldn’t ask Husk - who knows how that would go. And he certainly couldn’t ask Niffty - self-explanatory.

So that left him with one option; (Name).

For context, let’s say Angel got in trouble with a gang. *(Delete when done reading: you can change the above if you want.)

So, thinking about what he was going to say, Angel sauntered into (Name)’s office.

“Heya, toots!” He started, his usual bravado sounding more hesitant. Odd. “I got a favor ta’ ask ya… if ya don’t mind..”