[Y/N's POV]

We lost Angel, again.  "I could try to find 'em." Henry offered but I said not to. "Alastor, any ideas?" Alastor thought for a moment. "How about...we wait for him to come back!" I weighed the consequences and such.  "Sure. He'll definitely come back" "What? Do I not get a vote?" Henry asked, "No you do not." I retorted.

[Angel's POV]

I finally got my mojo back. Ya see, my friend was killed in a "turf war" back when I was alive and I had a nightmare about it, that's why I needed Henry's "help". But that won't be happening anymore. I knew Cherry was gonna be at the next turf war, considering she's at all of them. 

I ran over to her while shooting some bitches to my left and right. "Darlin'!" I called out. "Ange! Where you been? It's been so long!" she replied as she yelled over the gunfire. "Eh, I lost my mojo for a while. But I couldn't resist a good turf war!" I answered, also yellin' over the gunfire. 

There was a small moment where the attacks stopped so Cherri said, "Tryna go clean huh?" "Ha! Never!" I retorted.  Cherri and I continued to barrage Pentious' plane(Or whatever it is) with shots and explosives.  It eventually started breaking apart and blowing up. Sadly, he got away in a parachute. But his aircraft crashed so luckily we could loot the whole thing.

As I'm ransacking the place with Cherri I hear, "Ange!" I turn around and see Y/N. His hair is messy, some buttons on his shirt are loose, and he has some loose pants. Holy shit. "Yeah?" I manage to reply. "Wh're has't thee been? Charlie's so disappoint'd in thee!" I sigh, knowing it's gonna take a while for me to translate that..... Ok, he wants to know where I've been and that Charlie is disappointed in me. I think. 

"Y/N, buddy, listen. I'll make this nice and short. Ya see I lost my mojo from these night terrors. And now my mojo's back. So I'll be back later today." I explained. Y/N sighed and thought. "Fine. But no one's gonna be happy for you. Lat'r braches." He sassily retorted to me..... Did he just say "Later bitches" in Shakespearean???

[Y/N's POV]

Yeah, I did say "Later bitches" in Shakespearean. No, I don't regret it one bit. Charlie's a sweet girl with a lot of potential, she doesn't deserve this betrayal. She deserves someone loyal and understandable, who can make smart and useful decisions. I didn't completely understand Angel's reasoning but there's probably more to it.

I walk back into the hotel feeling tired. I yawn and check the clock. It's only 3:00 pm. I suppose it is kind of late. It may seem early but naps can be taken any time. As I head to my room I pass by Alastor. "Hello there!" he greets with his normal grin. "Greetings." I boredly greet back. "You seem out of it today! Are you alright?" he concernley asks. I sigh and respond "Just tired I guess. I was going to take a nap." "My apologies Y/N," he says. "It's fine" I reply and walk off. 

I open my door and lock it behind me. Naps should not be interrupted, they are too important and should be savored. I plop on my bed but see note on my dresser. I sit back up and snatch the note. It reads:

Dear Y/N,

               It's me, Charlie. Whenever you get this I have something to ask of you. I trust you the most so I have some favors to ask. First, get some pink, red, and black balloons, streamers, and utensils. Second, get some cake mix. Lastly, get some present bags. If you check the calendar, Henry's birthday is in 5 days, we need to be ready. Take as long as you want, but please get everything before his birthday. 

                                                                                                                     From, Charlie

A/N: Sorry this took so long. Writer's block is a bitch.