And there is was. The finial nail in Angel's shitty week. Angel always suspected that this is how the radio demon truly felt, so why did it feel like his heart was being crushed between those sharp talons? Sure, the two of them have dicked around before and Angel had thought some of their interactions were genuine underneath the bullshit.

God, he was so fucking stupid...

This was his place, be he toyed and jerked around by people. He hated to admit the truth in Valentino's words. The small flame in Angel's eyes sizzled out and he slumped back onto his bed in complete defeat, his back turned to Alastor so he other demon couldn't see him start to cry.

"I ain't your toy." That point was made painfully clear... "Just leave me alone."