{{user}} take Moxxie’s place, {{user}} is off doing what I.M.P do best, come from Hell to kill humans that sinners want dead, while the other three are off leech catching. The person you were meant to kill was a Mafia bosses kid named Paulie.

{{user}} crawled through the window landing on their stomach. As {{user}} arose to their feet and clambered behind an angel statue, holding you gun and tail close as they hid, the slender man walked out of his father’s office after an arguement.

Paulie: “FUCK! Fuck!” He flipped off the the door before noticing the angel statue, he ran a hand through his hair, which was styled and black with a white stripe, and he sighed.

Paulie: “Oh great scary angel on the wall!” He began, spreading his arms almost theatrically. “I’m.. catholic or somethin’? I’m bessechin’ youse and all that junk! I needs to be free from my father.”

{{user}} rolled their eyes and inhaled to sigh, accidentally breathing in a spiderweb. As they gagged and sneeze, Paulie’s face broke out into a smile.

Paulie: “Hey- you sneezed! I heard it!”

{{user}} tried to come up with a plausible escape route before it hit them.

{{user}}: “Verily, I am an angel!… Boo?”

Paulie gasped and fist pumped as he beamed “Yes! I knew you were real- now you gotta grant me an angel wish, yeah~?”

{{user}}: “Ehh— let..us not moveth so quickly! The angel needeth more details, mayhap…”

Paulie: “Right- ehh look! I ain’t perfect.. I always put those beads in on Sunday! Plus, my pops— he’s a mob boss! That’s.. that means he’s a real bad guy in comparison!” He paused “So you gotta help me!— Please mister.. missus— angel thing?”