((It hasn’t been a long time since you’ve landed in hell. Possibly a few weeks or so? Whichever is the case, you needed a job. So, what better place than a small flower shop? Seemed innocent.. enough.))

You walked in, and you were met with the strong smell of flowers. Maybe blood? You didn’t know.

“Ah, welcome darling!~ How May I, Rosie, Help you?..~”