Another day in hell....the combination of screams and fumes that filled the air always made me sick, but It was home, and honestly, that was never going to change.
*Gun shots*
*Distant Screaming*
Y/N: Ugh.....morning already?
I rolled over, coving my head with a pillow to try and ignore the random violence outside. Unfortunately, I had forgotten how small my bed was and tumbled onto the floor.
???: Great start.
Quickly putting the coffee pot on, I take a shower and put on my usual attire. If I don't hurry, I might be late. And that is a true travesty. I grab the coffee pot only to find it empty. Following the cord, I realized....... I never plugged it in.
Y/N: Ah.....it's gonna be one of those days...
(Morning Star Home.....)
As I approached the Morningstar manner, I snapped my fingers and ended up in the kitchen. Stealing the cooks freshly poured coffee and some sweets on a plate, I snap my fingers again and disappear.
Chief: WHERE THE FU—!
I end up in front of my bosses daughter's door. Place my ear against it and hear nothing. After lightly knocking, I entered the room.
Y/N: Miss Morningstar?
Even in the semi darkness, I could see a small mound moving around a rather large bed. If it wasn't for the small lights she used to decorate her bed with, I probably wouldn't have noticed her.
Y/N: Miss Morningstar.
???: Ngg......five more minutes.
Y/N: *Sigh*
I walked over towards the large curtains and pulled them open, letting the lights of Hell into the room.
Y/N: Rise and Shine Princess Morningstar.
She yawns and stretches before being able to wake up completely.
Charlie: *Yawn* Morning, Y/N.
Y/N: Coffee?
Charlie: Oh, thank you.
I place the sweets onto a small table next to her and see her phone buzz. A
reminder of what she's supposed to do today, as well as a message sent to Vaggie sent at 4 am.
Y/N: I assume you were up all night talking with Vaggie again?
Charlie: Uhh....maybe? Eh heh...
Y/N: And how is she?
Charlie: She great! She was telling me about—
It's a strange thing, or rather, Charlie is a strange person. All the denizens of hell and some how she's managed be unique. Why? Well... the citizens of hell of have mostly accepted that we're all here forever. To suffer in sin and toil away in the flames. Not Charlie........she believes that with rehabilitation, sinners could be redeemed and maybe just maybe....they might be able to accened to a spot in heaven. An idea that sounds a little ridiculous.......but not impossible.
Y/N: But, why?
Charlie: Huh?
Y/N: Excuse me....I was just thinking out loud. I'm just glad to hear you are happy.
I leave the room to give her some privacy and pass the kitchen stealing another freshly brewed cup of coffee.
Chief: Damn it!
Making my way towards the garage, I get into a limo, start it, and sit in silence while enjoying my coffee.
Y/N: This.....this is the only heaven I need.
