Welcome To The Happy Hotel

Radio Angel

Charlie walked into the hotel and sighed. She sat on the couch looking at Angel. Angel made his way over to Charlie and sat next to her.

"Hey, look, I'm sorry. I tried to do as many sins as I could but I just needed to help out, ya know?"

Charlie looked over at the spider angel. "Stop fucking apologizing. You betrayed my trust dumbass. That's one step to getting into hell. Anyways I'll be right back."

Charlie made her way to the balcony and sat down. She pulled out her phone and dialed her mother's number. Of course her mother picked up. "Hey bitch. This shit isn't going as I planned. Things are harder than I expected."

"Getting these fuckers to sin is hard", Charlie heard a sigh from the other end. "Baby, maybe these angels are happy. Maybe they don't wanna go to hell."

Charlie got mad at what her mother said. "Fucking BULLSHIT!! Non of these fuckers are happy!! Non of them are happy doing any of this shit!! Deep down all of these fuckers are miserable because they can't be themselves!! They have to follow bullshit ass rules and listen to bullshit ass people like you!!"

Before her mother could respond, Charlie hung up and slammed her phone on the floor. She picked up the broken device and went inside. She took a few steps away from the door and heard a knock.

She approached the door and opened it.

"Hell-"

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"Vaggie!! Vaaagggiiiee!!!"

Vagatha made her way over to her friend. "What is it Charlie?" Charlie looked at her with a look of utter disgust. "The fucking Radio Angel is at my door!! What do I do?!".

A squeal could be heard coming from Vaggie.

"You open it of course!!"

"Of course not!! The hell is he even doing here?!"

"Charlie come on!! Maybe he wants to help."

"Why would the fucking Radio Angel, one of the nicest fucking people in heaven, wanna help?"

"To be nice! Duh!"

Charlie sighed and opened the door. "May I come in?" Charlie glared at him and stepped aside. "Sure you can.", Alastor stepped inside with a smile on his face.

"So why the fuck are you here?" Alastor looked at Charlie and giggled. "Well I'm here to help!!." Charlie has This confused look. "Why the hell would Y o u of all people wanna help?"

"My work is fun and all. I love helping people. It became boring after a while tho. Same things here and there. But this!! This is something else!! This has life!! It might be bad to help here but you look like your in real need so Ima help the best I can!!"

"Also out of pure and utter concern. Entertainment too, mostly concern, but entertainment too. Don't know why you wanna do this, well I do but I don't, you get it? After all, the world is a stage and a stage is a world of entertainment!!"

Charlie yawned and was tired of his speaking. "So does this mean you believe in my cause or not?" Alastor awkwardly laughed and looked at her. "Of course not. Everyone here did everything they needed to do to get here. Why would they wanna throw that all away to go into a place like h e double hockey stick.".

"So why the fuck do you wanna help me if you don't believe in my cause?!"

"Well it's what I do best!! Helping is everything to me. What you wanna accomplish isn't morally correct nor is it right but I can feel your passion so I wanna help." Alastor walked off with Charlie and kept talking to her.