What’s going on?” he asked curiously. Porn Angel was folding the bills of money and tucking them into her bra when a hand gently landed on her shoulder. Angel took Emily’s bag and set it on the sink in the bathroom. She sighed, making her way to the dressing room. She held the door open as Emily walked in. Angel remembered when she first met him, how she hated him. “Hey. Nevertheless, Angel led the way to the bar, Dante following close behind. Perhaps a bit of remorse was burning in the pit of his stomach. Growling, she turned quickly and lashed out at whoever it was touching her. She looked at her untouched beer before picking it up and heading towards the front door.
