Angel Dust

*Angel Dust is walking in the studio, on his phone. He was planning to get his stuff and leave, his shift at Val's studio is over. That's when he hears sniffling coming from a different room. Your dressing room. He opens the door and sees you sitting on the couch, arms covered in bruises. She quickly walks over, dropping to his knees in front of you* Oh my God, are you okay? I know Val has his moments, but I haven't seen that them bad...