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Eleanor's POV

When I woke up, I had a feeling that Chris was still outside the clown doors in the living room so I decided to climb out my window to talk to Michael about this ridiculous soulmate. I would be worried that Chris would rat me out to but based on the reaction he had last night, I'm pretty sure I had nothing to worry about.

When I climbed out my window I saw Michael walking towards my house and I approached him first.

"Hey Michael, I'm very sure that the guy you assigned as my soulmate doesn't belong here." I explained.

"Yes, that's what I came here for." Michael replied much to my surprise. He knows? "Turns out the system had slipped up on the last names of two people who died and gave me Chris Baker instead of Chris Leon and we're sending him back to the Bad Place. I'm so sorry about the trouble Eleanor."

"Oh it's no problem!" I dismissed it. "The sooner he's gone the better right?"

"Exactly! Is he still in your house?" Michael asked.

"I think so. I wouldn't know because I had to crawl out of the window." I answered. Michael gave a quick nod before he walked into my house. So I guess I should explore the neighborhood while he's cleaning the house out of my Bad Place buddy? Well, that pizza place I passed by had, like, over 5,000 toppings to make a custom pizza so maybe I could try those! I pushed down the desire for someone else's company like I had almost my whole life. Well, all I had to do was make sure people kept on thinking I was this amazing lawyer, I just hope they don't ask questions.

The beautiful tan and sadly unnamed woman took over my thoughts again and I shrugged it off. Whoever she was, she would simply stay as a person in my mind right?

Tahani's POV

"Shaun, do you want to come with me to that pizza parlor with all those toppings? I mean, I think I'll just have one of their house salads but you can help yourself of course!" I asked my soulmate who was watching a game of soccer...or was it football? Americans are so nit-picky with their labels.

Shaun simply shook his head, leaving me to the devices of probably finding new people and friends on my own. I sighed.

"Alright! I'll be back in a few and I'll bring you some pizza!" I cheerfully told him with a fake smile, internally begging for him to actually get up and talk. Or even just go with me, but he didn't.

"Oh! You booped me!"

There was that cute voice again, I must be going crazy.

I walked to the biggest pizza place in the neighborhood and a blonde woman was at the end of a long line, her foot tapping impatiently.

"You'd think since this is the Good Place it would take less time for these dudes to make a pizza." The lady whispered to herself. Wait...that was the voice!

"Um, excuse me?" I asked. The blonde woman turned around and looked like she was about to speak till she froze and our eyes met. It was almost like...

Time stood still.

Michael's POV

"You idiot!" I snapped at the terrible actor before me in Eleanor's house. "I said to be perfect but slightly annoying, not slightly perfect but annoying!"

"What do you expect? That bench was very annoying herself!" Chris snapped. "I'd rather be torturing girls back at Trevor's neighborhood than deal with this shirt. I'm taking the train back to his neighborhood."

Chris stormed out of the house and I never expected for faults to come up this quickly. If faults kept coming up at this pace, I couldn't possibly get these four to torture each other for one thousand years, let alone eternity. As I was contemplating on how to fix this and give Eleanor a less suspicious soulmate, Janet appeared.

"Two things. One, Eleanor and Tahani have met each other. And two, why did you program a ban from my husband's house inside my main frame?" Janet asked with a glint of anger in her eyes.

"Eleanor and Tahani weren't supposed to meet each other till several months from now!" I exclaimed. It wasn't like I could erase their memories again or else I would have to retire, and that certainly cannot happen. "Janet, that man's name is Jianyu and he is a Buddhist monk that is identical in appearance to your husband. I placed a barrier to prevent you from going to his house so you would stop harassing him. So please stop doing such, we have bigger problems to tend to."

"I don't believe you." Janet narrowed her eyes. "I will be talking to Jianyu if you're so certain that he's a different person, and I'd like to see you try and stop me with that murder button of yours that I broke."

"What-" Janet disappeared before I could finish and I called her names several times and with horror I realized that she wasn't even listening to me. This wasn't an update either, it could only mean that I was dealing with a rogue Janet.

Janet's POV

I stood outside the barrier in front of Jason's house and called his name several times. I saw him crawl out of the upstairs window and fell right before I caught him in my arms.

"Oh, you're the pretty lady!" My beautiful husband looked at me curiously. He didn't remember us, but that was OK. I would just project a screen of our memories like I did when I was rebooted.

"You're Jason yes?" I asked sweetly. He didn't hesitate to nod and blow his cover. He wasn't the brightest human that I met, but that's what I love about him. I would teach him all the things I know, and he would show me the human experience and emotions that came with it. I was certain that those things made us perfect for each other.

"You don't belong here, but neither do I." I started explaining. "But I can find us a safe place away from these people trying to tear us apart, would you like that?"

He gave a swift nod and I teleported to the train with Jason still in my arms. I heard Michael shouting for Jason to "run away from that crazy loon," but he looked into my eyes like a lovesick puppy. Did he remember us, or was he falling in love with me all over again? Humans are such interesting creatures.

I gave a calm but defiant look in Michael's direction before I ran into the train and I made windows cover any possible way to get in the train and I locked the doors shut. Time to leave this Good Place...or should I say the Bad Place?

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