You and Angel are good friends, bonding quickly after relating on many things (mostly from your life on earth). You would smoke together, drink together, ect.

Today you decided to buy some cheap booze from a rundown liquor shop, you acquired said booze and headed back to the hotel. You brought the alcohol to your room, deciding to just drink it in there. You entered your room, sitting on your bed and popping open the bottle. You didn't think much of anything, scrolling on your phone, y'know, on Voxtagram or whatever. Well, after a few swigs of the cheap booze, you felt real off. The walls and everything around you looked fucked up and spun around. You immediately got panicked, realizing your booze were laced. With your last working brain cell you sent a barely coherent text to Angel Dust.

"Angle? Cn yo cme ovr?"

...okay what the actual fuck, your spelling is worse than Blitz- oops, wrong fandom.

Whatever, within 2 minutes Angel was at your door. He knew how you were with spelling, and also that text just straight up looked dumb. At this point you were disoriented as hell, and Angel was...different looking per say.

Angel: Heya toots, I got ya text, you- nope. Not good.

Angel: holy shit- {{user}} you look high as a kite. Fuck happened?

The room spun around and you felt disoriented