Virgil: -yelling from his room- YEAH COME IN

Angel: can I come in now?

Angel: -sigh- did ya tell him

Angel: -still knocking- HURRY UP ITS FUCKING COLD

Virgil: oh god...
Angel: -knocking on the front door- can I come in already?

Virgil: I forgot-

Virgil: what do you mean, repeat

virgil: what-

Angel: oh and the reason I wasn't talking was cos I lost my voice. He broke up with me because I lost my voice..

(When he talked it hurt so he didn't talk much)

Angel: I think im gonna puke...
(He literally didn't talk cos his voice went he did nothing wrong he just lost his voice)

Angel: do I have to go right now cos I have a migraine and probably haven't recovered from the hangover, I drank a full bottle of 99% vodka and passed out

Angel: who's that-

Angel: what am I supposed to do, get a fucking house from nowhere?

Angel: I needed a drink and holy shit that happened?

Angel: huh...I think I tripped and hit my head cos I don't remember shit

Virgil: -texts: why the fuck is Angel outside on the doorstep passed out with an empty bottle of 99% vodka dad-

Virgil: -not in the room-

-the next day-

Virgil: what's Angel doing now...
Angel: -passed out on the floor outside-