The whiskey bottle was just about half empty and I was just drunk enough to have some attitude. Striker and I were sitting side by side watching reruns of South Park. The episode where Stan and the boys build a ladder to heaven was currently playing, and the irony that I was watching it in Hell hadn't escaped me.
"You know what I don't understand?" Striker slurred, pouring himself another shot.
"Hm?" I didn't bother to look away from the TV screen.
Striker tossed back his drink before replying, "I don't understand how someone like you watches this kind of show."
Now I turned to look at him. The imp was grinning wolfishly. Frowning, I retorted, "The fuck do you mean by that?"
"You come off as pretty prudish." Striker shrugged as though he was just stating a fact.
"That's complete and utter bullshit." I shot back, crossing my arms. Just because I didn't dress like a porn star didn't mean I was a prude.
"Is that so?" Striker leaned forward until we were nearly nose to nose, "Then prove it."
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Jaded | A Striker x Reader Story
RomanceAfter your entrance into the underworld, you begin to make a living disposing of your client's cheating partners. Love is completely off the table. After all, who would be able to find true love in a place like Hell? From the author of Dancing With...
