Bean and Sugar

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Bean and Sugar are two different people, however they are stuck in the same body. For example, Sugar has been in control for the past few months; this is because Bean can't control herself in certain situations. She can't be trusted, she's too afraid, too clumsy and ever since Bean freaked out in the bathroom Sugar had to take control. Unlike Bean, Sugar was outgoing, knew what to say and knew how to get the things she wanted. She took the interviews, did the films, posted online and was there to pleasure Valentino; while Bean went off with Angel Dust to play in a dusty hotel. Before dying Sugar didn't even have a name, she was just Bean's shadow. They could've had it all; but Bean got scared and ruined everything for them. Sugar will not let that happen again.

She refused to let that happen again.

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           "I can't believe you were able to get away from the studio," Angel said to Sugar. "How'd you do it?"
           "I have my ways," Sugar shrugged.
           "You've been here three times just this week, is there something you want us to know?" Husk smirked, handing her a beer.
          "Somewhere you might wanna oh I don't know, check in?" Angel leaned into her, also smirking.
          "You guys are so weird, leave me alone," she got up from the bar stool. "Nobody wants me here, I'm a lost cause."
         "What?! You're like a celebrity here, Eric can't stop talking about you," Angel said.
          "Who?" Sugar was confused.

Husk and Angel point to the red demon across the room, "He watches your porns every night," Angel laughed.
               "Seriously, the guy watches without headphones," Husk looks disgusted.
               "At least with you here he'd be getting the real thing," Angel smiles.
                "No, I think that would be worse," Husk replies.

Sugar scrunched up her face, he was cute but he tried too hard which resulted in him becoming a nuisance. "I don't think so," she laughed. Her phone buzzed, it was Valentino.

Val - Hey where r u??

Val - I need you here baby.

Val - okay what the fuck! Why are you not answering???

Val - You and Angel are pissing me off!

She put her phone away.
        "You know, you don't have to be at his beck and call," Angel walked up to her.
        "Right..because you're the only one allowed to make money right?" Sugar put her hands on her hips.
         "That's not-"
         "Sugar!" Charlie walked up to them with someone following behind, "I know you're technically not a guest yet but I'd love to introduce you to our new guest; her name is Voe and she just got here, well not the hotel here but here in hell for the last two months," Voe had red curly hair, and kind of had the appearance of a deer.
       "Um hi," Sugar said with a half smile.
       "Your skin is blue!" Voe looked her up and down.
       "Yes..?" Sugar responded.

Voe looks at her.
       "Okay, I'm gonna go," Sugar begins to leave.
      "Wait, Sugar!" Angel followed her outside. "You said you liked it here, why not stay?"

Sugar faced him, "Because, I just don't belong here okay."
        "Is it Val?" Angel said in a stern voice, "Did he do something to you?"
        "For fucks sake Angel-"
       "Are you afraid of him?" He cuts her off.
       "Angel! Stop!" She snapped, "Please just leave me alone!" Sugar took off away from the hotel.

Angel sighed frustrated, "Shit!"

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       "Fuck yeah!" Cherri bomb screams, "Five more rounds!" The bartender brought her and Angel five shots each.
       "Let's fuck shit up!" Angel pulled Cherri bomb onto the crowded dance floor. He was finally able to hang out with his bitchin' bestie and he wasn't gonna miss a chance to get wasted.
      "I can't believe you got away from that dickwad you call a boss!" She danced around him.
       "Believe it baby! This might be my only time I can even catch a break!" Angel yelled over the blaring music.
       "Then let's make this a night to remember!" Cherri cheered.

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