Vaggie was furious when she saw Angel on the couch passed out. She walked up to him and shook him violently to get him to wake up.
"WHAT?!" said Angel groggily.
"Husker told us you had not one, but two scorpion bowls for yourself last night." said Vaggie, "Charlie already scolded Husker for giving them to you in the first place, but you gotta learn self control with your substance abuse."
"MYAR!" said Angel.
"Myar? What does 'myar' mean?" asked Vaggie.
"Eh. It's just a word my twin sister and I made up together." said Angel, "It means either 'I don't feel well' or 'Leave me alone' given the right context."
"Well considering you had two scorpion bowls last night, I'm not surprised that you don't feel well, and no, I'm not gonna leave you alone till you agree to control yourself." said Vaggie.
"Fine." groaned Angel.
"I mean it." said Vaggie.
"Okay." sighed Angel.
There was an awkward silence between the two.
"So where did the word 'myar' even come from?" asked Vaggie.
"Eh. It was just one of the word my sister and I use to make up as little kids, long before we learnt either English or Italian." said Angel, "Things like 'bun-bun' for bunny, 'dae-dae' was what we use to call our older brother, and 'nuna' was what we use to say to each other if we had to bail each one or the other out of trouble; that especially became helpful around our dad."
"Sounds like you had a really close relationship with your sister." said Vaggie.
"Yeah." said Angel, "Just wish I hadn't fucked up so much when I was living so I could be with her."
"Well at least you're here at the hotel so you can get help." said Vaggie.
"Yeah..." said Angel, "So can you get me some aspirin for my headache?"
"Myar." said Vaggie.
"Are you saying that cause you don't feel well or you wanna be left alone?" asked Angel.
"Both." said Vaggie.