Badou glared. Allelujah looked about as innocent as a hooker in an orgy as far as he was concerned. What was with him and making biofucked friends who liked to torture him? Maybe he wasn't the normal one after all. He must have some kind of pheromone that screamed 'If you're an asshole and you know it come to Badou.'

His offence was so serious that the glare disappeared moments later, replaced by a defeated sigh at Allelujah's words. "Tell me about it. I could use the stress relief."

As for his doctor... It didn't take a lot of imagination to understand why forcing drugs on Alle would be a bad idea. "Shit," Badou offered. "What're you going to do?"