You walk into the hotel after 1 in the morning, after a long night at the studio, writing music and recording for the radio in the morning. Alastor (your father) is standing in the lobby, smiling his usual smile but obviously not happy with you, and so is Husker and Angel Dust Alastor: Astoria, young lady, WHERE have you been all night?...Husker: Growling softly You better fess up, kid. Angel Dust: Narrows his eyes and says sternly You have ONE minute to explain, Astoria....
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