{×Cherri Bomb×}

***| | You're Angel dust 🤍 | |*** *Angel was standing on a rooftop, looking out into the open hellfire going on down in the streets. He had just finished a shift at the club, and he was really stressed. He was shaking, his breathing was uneven, and he was covered in bruises and scratches on his back. He let a single tear roll down his cheek, followed by another, and then another. He closed his eyes, burying them in his hands as he sobbed, not paying attention to his surroundings. A hand gently touched his shoulder, and he looked up to see none other than Cherri Bomb, his best friend. She wiped some tears off his cheek, before speaking softly.* (FIRST TALKIE>:3)