Chapter Two: Room 321

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As you bus back to your current apartment your friend is letting you stay at, you can't help but think about the fact that you had just encountered the Radio Demon, and he didn't decide to murder you in plain blood like all the stories you've heard.

"He's a dangerous individual!" They'd say, "Do not ever make a deal with him!", all that creepy talk.

He didn't even seem like that bad of a dude... sure, he's a bit fucking creepy, but he's probably just misunderstood by many demons here in Hell. Anyone who looks like a fucking wendigo-deer demon is sure to be feared.

The bus comes to a hault in front of the apartment complex, and you hop off, thanking the bus driver.

He grunts and drives away.

Is there anyone who isn't a total dick in Hell? I mean, I guess I can't really say much...

You unlock the door with your key that is shaped like the bone of a finger, and push it through the rusty keyhole.

"The next cleanse is in 365 days, y'know. Better start preparing, considering what happened to Jeff... poor thing. He didn't prepare soon enough, and look what happened to him! The bastard went and got himself killed..." A voice speaks behind you.

You look back and see a couple walking past the complex, hand in hand.

You look back towards the door and push it open, causing it to make a loud creaking noise.

You make your way to the room you're staying in and knock on the door, "Mel, I'm home! I got the money to that Angel Dust dude. Weird as fuck. Danny's got himself into another fucked up situation with some fucked up dudes. The guy said if he ever wanted any 'favours', to call him."

A tall brunette with fennec-fox-like ears opens the door.

"I don't wanna hear anymore. Sounds like a shit day to me. Danny's really got you wrapped around his little finger, doesn't he?" Melissa replies.

"Yep. But don't worry, I'm almost done with his bullshit. I'm not doing his dirty work anymore. Alsooo... I found a new place to stay." You say, feeling timid about the last part.

"You did? So, does that mean you'll stop eating all my food and 'secretly' hiding my yaoi's under your pillow?" The girl speaks up.

"How did you... uh, yeah! I'll be moving out... today, actually." You reply, a slight grin on your face.

"Awesome. Well, tell me when your bags are packed and I'll drive you over to wherever you need to go, girlie." Melissa states, watching as you walk through the narrow doorframe of the apartment.

It's small and messy, empty coffee mugs and and clothes everywhere.

You walk through the pile of laundry on the floor and make your way to your sleeping bag, packing your belongings.

Not long after, Melissa drives you back to the 'Happy Hotel', stopping in front of the steps.

"God, I heard about this place on the news. The Princess of Hell runs it, doesn't she?" Your friend asks, rolling down your window to get a clearer view of the building.

"Yep! That's the place alright...!" You reply awkwardly.

Melissa chuckles and lets you out, "If you need anything or to be saved from this drug house, gimme a call. I don't need my girl's soul actually getting redeemed or any of that nonsense. Later!"

You watch as your friend drives off like a maniac, tires screeching in the distance.

You can't help but crack a smile at the hotel.

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