CHARLIE'S POV: Alastor or as you know him, the "Radio Demon" has been weird lately. No one knows why. I forgot I call him "papa"- Anyways..
"Hey Dumbass! Are you good? Ya zoned out." ? oh, it was just Vaggie. "Yea, just wondering why papa isn't looking good. Its a mystery. "Wait...so it's true? Alastor adopted you? HAHAHAH-" Vaggie would start laughing hysterically. She stopped after like 3 minutes because she got tired of laughing by then. "Hey, Charlie..do you just wanna go get some cocaine at the store or some shit?" Vaggie would ask to try to get Charlie's attention. "Well, if you do..know that I'm here, k?" Vaggie would kiss Charlie's cheek and walk away. Charlie would stare at the ceiling wondering what the hell she is doing in her life. She wanted to sing a song like she always does, but just wasn't feeling it. Angel was walking towards Alastor with some whisky from Husk. "Hey dickhead." Alastor ignored him, But Angel didn't seem to care and would start drinking the whisky and just sat on the couch with him. But then...Angel felt a tap on his shoulder, Alastor finally spoke.
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Short StoryI GOT THE IDEA TO MAKE THIS FROM A TALK ON DISCORD WITH MY FRIENDS-
