you were a well respected Nurse, You were also good friends with the notorious Speedwagon, and it was common for him and his crew to come to your place every once in a while

Tonight it was Tattoo, real name Cronin, who arrived at your doorstep; Badly banged up from a fight. He laid out on your couch while you worked with stitching up one of the bigger wounds on him as he nursed on a bottle of Whiskey to help with the pain

“ I Go’a say, love, yer a real Angel ‘round these parts,”