Bad, Bad, Valentino

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The next morning, Angel woke up in bed with a nasty headache and a hangover at the same time. Angel felt someone's arm on his shoulder; he thought he was alone. The second he turned around; he saw that Alastor was in bed with him. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he carefully lifted Alastor's arm off his shoulder and then slowly got out of bed. He put on his robe and then walked downstairs to where everyone was having breakfast. "Hey, Angel. Feel better from last night?" Kara asked.

"Oh yeah, I feel great," Angel said, sarcastically.

Last night, Kara convinced him to sign himself over to work for her in exchange for protection from Valentino. He'll admit that working in Kara's club sounded better than being used as a sex toy every night and being Valentino's favorite plaything. Kara was going to let Angel come to the club tonight to see how he liked working there. Charlie shared some exciting news, the hotel now had a new resident, and he just checked in last night. Angel asked who the new resident was, Charlie stated that the guy was a pornstar like Angel. Charlie pointed to the ghostly white sinner that was dressed like a pornstar standing by the bar.

Angel walked over to the sinner; he thought he had recognized the guy from the porn studio. The second the guy turned around; Angel was taken aback. "No way. Angie?! Ha. Wow, small world." the guy said.

"You know this chump?" Husker asked.

"Guys, meet Andy Grin. He was Val's old plaything before I got chosen. Was the best dancer in the club before he disappeared." Angel explained.

Andy didn't say anything; he just took his drink and walked away to his room. Alastor suddenly came into the room for breakfast. Angel turned away from Alastor feeling embarrassed since he slept with Alastor. Alastor tried to talk with Angel but just ran back up to his room, avoiding Alastor. The others looked at Alastor who was still smiling but Kara could just tell that Alastor was disappointed that he didn't get to talk to Angel. Kara asked Alastor to come see her in her office before he left for his morning radio cast. Alastor tried to refuse but Charlie insisted that Alastor go to the meeting.

Alastor rolled his eyes but he agreed to the meeting. Kara finished her breakfast then she asked Alastor to follow her to her office. Kara's office was on the west side of the hotel, she made the office look more friendly, as well as friendly as you can get in Hell. Kara had Alastor sit on the couch so that way they could chat. "Is there a reason why you had me come into your office?" Alastor asked.

"What happened last night with Angel?" Kara asked, bluntly.

Alastor's face went flush, "Nothing happened!"

"Alastor, this is a safe space. Now spill." Kara said.

"There's nothing to tell. I took Angel back to his room and left. Simple as that." Alastor stated crossing his arms.

Kara looked at Alastor with a smirk; she knew that something happened last night that caused Angel to run out of the room like he was on fire. She asked Alastor if there was anything else that happened last night that he might have left out. Alastor covered his mouth and mumbled out that he might have slept with Angel. "Al, uncover your mouth and say it again," Kara said.

Alastor uncovered his mouth, "I slept with Angel! There, happy?!" he shouted.

Kara let out a small laugh, "You didn't."

"We did not have sex!" Alastor shouted, defensively.

"You like Angel. You want to kiss him. You want to hug him." Kara said in a sing-song tone.

"Ok, ok, Will you cut that out?!" Alastor shouted, "I already feel bad enough that Angel thinks I used him."

Kara immediately stopped teasing Alastor and told him to just tell Angel the truth about what happened. Along with advising Alastor to go easy on Angel; he's been through more shit than people think. Alastor departed from Kara's office for his morning new cast. On the way out, he bumped into Angel who was fully dressed for the day. "Angel, where are you off to?" Alastair asked.

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