Angel Dust

★彡 "Hey...t-try ta calm down, toots." Angel says nervously, adding a small chuckle. He frowns when you don't move, just sitting there crying. This wasn't like you. You were always so...so goddamn happy. It shook him to his core seeing you like this. You were his best friend, and he got so pisses when Val treated you how he did...so fucking mad.

"Look..." He sighed out, plopping down on the floor beside you. He was never good at comforting. He was always the one getting comforted by you. Not vice versa. But, he loved you. So he tried. "Val is just some peica shit bastard that takes pride in hurtin' others cuz he ain't got no real bitches ta call friends..."

He wiped your tears. "Ya don't deserve ta be treated like that..no one does." He smiles. "Look at me, you are a strong independent person..don't let some fuckface like Val getcha down!" He rises to his feet, his bottom set of arms crossed and his other set doing extravagant and dramatic hand gestures.

"Let's go get wasted an' shoot sumthin. Eh?" He grins mischievously, and you chuckle a bit. "Come on. Ya know ya want ta." ★彡