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After a surprisingly short car ride, I made it home. I paid the taxi driver. I got out of the car letting it slide that he is a demon. I'm really not in the mood.

I walk up to my house and open the front door. Inhaling the scents of my empty house. I missed this place. From the invisible demon trap to the holy water swimming pool. Hey don't judge me - I'm paranoid.

I throw my bags on the blue leather couch my parents gave me and walked into the kitchen. I open my silver refrigerator's door to check my provisions. I need to go to the store soon.

My stomach grumbles telling me to get food soon. I don't feel like dealing with people so I decide to order a pizza.

I turn on my very good speakers and blast Fall Out Boy. I dance around singing 'I don't care' at the top of my lungs.

"A hunter that can sing, that's a new one." A new voice says from the black chair.

I reach into my back pocket to grab my demon blade as I turn around slowly. I got a good look at who it is.

"I'm guessing you aren't Nick? The one who's wife and baby died?" I say relaxing my grip on the knife.

"Nope, you met me in hell. I sent you back a day so you could meet the Winchesters. Nice house by the way. " He says.

I let go of the knife. My door bell rings and I grab my wallet and walk over to the door. I open it just enough so I could lean on the door frame.

"That will be $20 miss..." the young pizza guy says.

"I'm Mei Christo. Here you go!" I say giving him a fake last name. As I said before I'm paranoid.

I bring the pizza into my living room where lucifer is still sitting.

"Let me guess you don't eat?" I say dropping the pizza box on the table.

"Why would you think that, Mei?" He says.

"Well, Lucifer, Castiel the freaking angel doesn't eat so I'm asking are you not a weirdo?" I say sitting down on the couch pushing my bags to the floor.

"So you know Castiel? I'm not that weird. I do eat and what other music are you into?" He asks taking a slice of pizza.

"Music? This will be fun!" I say scrolling through my songs looking for 'a Car, A Torch, A Death.' By Twenty Øne Piløts.

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