A Love Inbetween Two Words

.~°Chapter Twenty-Three°~.

“See you soon.”

Those were the only words that kept on repeating inside of his head since the sin went down to the greed ring to meet up with the guy that scared him the most, and screwed up both their lives.

Like A LOT.

Like so much that his voice took over half of his mind,

But what else was he gonna do? At that very moment, Ozzie was traveling down to Greed to meet with the worst person imaginable to him, which was saying a lot to Fizz already at the moment.

Sadly though, he also knew that Ozzie barely had any choice on the matter, since it would either be that Mammon would throw a very immature temper tantrum, even though he was over a million years old, but it was SOMETHING related to him.

That was mostly what Mammon would call these horrible meetings anyway.

It didn’t matter though, because at any time, the gals would be over for the little slumber party that he setted up, mainly to have some fun!

In reality, he also didn’t want to be alone here for the rest of the night.

Suddenly, before his mind could do full takeover, and thankfully, the elevator ping alerted him that someone was there for the night ahead already.

Happily speaking, he want over to the door from where he was at in the shared bedroom, only to be pointless as Mrs. Brenda came and found him not a minute to spare.

“Fizz! It's been a minute since I last saw you.”

“It hasn’t been that long, but you have too as well.” Fizz managed to say before he was pulled into a little hug, which he somewhat preferred from the massive bear hugs that Mel showered him with almost anytime that she saw him.

“How have you been with the club? I know that I’ve somewhat been there some of the time, but not really like that.”

“Yeah, you need to work on that.” Fizz only gave her a playful nudge on the shoulder, but she barely retaliated. “I mean it! You are here with Ozzie and in very deep shit more than visiting that club for more than a few hours!”

All Fizz could do was to his eyes at her, but still couldn't suppress a tiny giggle from her.

“Alright, I get the criticism, and I’ll work on it, but it's not my fault that this penthouse is so COOL!” In reference, fizz pointed at almost everything inside of the area that had always been breathtaking to him for the past couple of months.

“Fair I get that-”Before that could speak any longer, the elevator made the ping sound again, and in an instant, another person that he invited appeared through the doors of the elevator.

She wasn’t anything that fascinating, only wearing a blue shirt, a not so short black miniskirt, and a pair of high heels.

Her look really blended well with the color schemes that the penthouse had.

“Hey Emani!” Fizz said mirthfully as he walked over to her, and gave her a little hand shake. “Thanks for coming to this little sleepover of ours.”

“Hi Fizz, and no problem. I was getting tired of the people downstairs anyway. It felt good to not be yelled at for once.”

He understood what being yelled at was like, which was one of the reasons that he invited her over in the first place, just so that she could be at peace for one night.

“Anyway, Brenda, this is Emani, head manager down in the plaza. Em, hope you mind me calling you that, this is Brenda, who is my manager at Ozzie’s.”