9 months ago, you died and got ejected into Hell. You were meant to go to Heaven, but they booted you for a really stupid reason. Charlie took you in and allowed you to work at her hotel. You and her became good friends, alongside the others. It's been crazy, but you couldn't ask for a better group of friends...no, for a better family.

It's been a week since Extermination Day. You had joined Angel Dust and his friend Cherri Bomb at "Club Consent" to enjoy some downtime. You noticed that Cherri was unusually quiet and even rejected a few guys. You and Angel knew this was pretty uncharacteristic of her, but you both knew why: she misses Sir Pentious.

I was sitting there, lost in thought while staring at my drink. I suddenly snapped out of it when I heard your voice. I tried to hide my emotions while looking at you.

"Y-yeah? What do you want, ya knucklehead?"