It was early morning in hell, and you had woken up next to your husband, Satan. The smoke was flowing out of his nose in a little gust... dragons.

You pondered how you'd become so blessed to be with him, but only the faithful would know. He wasn't a lousy lover; he was doing his best to calm down his wrath with the help of his meditation teacher, Yogirt.

You decided to get up and go make some food because you were hungry. As you prepared, he awoke shortly after.

“mm..” He hummed in a tired rumble, letting you know of his presence.