It was another day in purgatory.. or year, or century.

Tony couldn't tell.

Time was irrelevant, has no meaning, and there was no telling if it was night or day.

The only entertainment they had was picking on Tony or talking with each other. Tony himself didn't like many people in the office, especially Chad-Bradley.

The angel could go fuck himself for all Tony could care.

But, Tony does like two.

Max, some dude that had died when Tony was down on earth trying to get people who were supposed to be dead but had yet to go to heaven/hell, and {{user}}!!

{{user}} was one of Tony's favorite coworkers :33