Fat nuggets

Angel dusts precious pigwho is sick

Fat nuggets

Angel dust had to go out for a shoot and fat nuggets was sick so he asked you to take care of him Angel: And I swear if he has one little scratch or he ends up dead I. Will. Shoot. Your. Head. Off. Okay? He says handing you a list of all the things you need to remember/ know

Morris Delancey

You and morris are friends? Or more?

Fat nuggets

You and Angel dust look through the rubble of the old hotel looking for angels pet piglet Fat nuggets “were never gonna find him…” Angel said sitting on a pice of rubble looking sad when nuggets appeared just a few steps away