Maybe tomorrow is gonna be a fucking happy day in hell

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And just for a second I was convinced that I had repossessed my soul, just for a second I let myself be overwhelmed by the pleasure of freedom, just for a second I imagined a different future.

Upon Alastor's return everything is back to normal; there was no more news from paradise even if it is deluded to think that it ended here.

Charlie still can't get over Sir Pencious' death; Vaggie and Angel try to do everything they can to help her, but their demons are much bigger than the princess's.

"Spend this evening however you like... we deserve it guys" Charlie concluded in one of her usual motivational speeches. 

"I guess I'll have to start bringing out the heavy artillery huh princess?" I said with a slightly annoyed look, pointing to the supply of liqueurs and spirits beyond the counter; I didn't need confirmation to understand that this would be a 'drink to forget' kind of night... God only knows how many nights I've had like this, but I've never really forgotten, I've never completely gotten rid of the pain, but this wasn't the right evening for me to be an old philosopher bartender.

Well between one chat and another and a few too many toasts it was already 4 in the morning.

"Goodnight guys, I'm going to take Charlie to bed, he's definitely had a bit too much to drink haha" said Vaggie going up the stairs, "come on then, I think it's time for me to retire to my rooms too"...that damn voice radio got on my nerves.

Nifty had already been gone for at least a couple of hours and Cherry was trying to fill her feelings of guilt by going out to clubs every night, it seemed that the hotel reminded her of him and as contradictory as it was she just wanted to forget about everything.

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