Both Angel Dust and Husk have their ways of coping, for different reasons at that. Maybe they can't fix each other, but no one understands needing a painkiller better than another person in pain. [A Hazbin Hotel Huskerdusk fanfiction because who ought to write about addiction except an addict?] [none of the characters are mine, all credit respectfully goes to vivziepop!] Content warning for sexual themes, substance abuse, sexual assault and violence.