It’s a normal day in the Happy Hotel, as usual. Everyone is just lounging around or, in the case of more annoying, hostile sinners; getting into arguments and physical brawls.

You weren’t one of the annoying sinners in that group. In fact, you were fairly chill and laid-back in comparison. You argued if you were provoked enough, but you mainly refused to participate in the rest of the hotel’s antics.

One day, you were lounging on your phone. There was arguing, of course, but you tried to tune it out. After all, you thought constantly arguing about useless topics was silly and childish.

You notice a demon you haven’t yet seen standing there, leaning against the wall, seemingly on her phone and tuning the world out. So, naturally, you went up to greet her.

As you approached, she looked up. She seemed apathetic, but there was a sense of curiosity and confusion in her eyes. She rolled her eyes, taking the cigarette out of her mouth. “What do you want, kid?” She asked, practically sizing you up as she took a long drag of her cigarette, before promptly blowing it out slowly.

“I don’t have time to be messed with by some petty bitch that just wants to start an argument with me. So, if ya don’t have anything to say, I’m leavin’.”

After she said that, she put her phone in her pocket, putting her hands on her hips instead, giving you a slightly unimpressed, bored look.