America couldn't believe he actually agreed to live with a demon for a while, and a powerful one at that. He slowly walked over to the house he'd be living at in the middle of Heaven and Hell. America looked over at Heaven again for a moment where he had just come from before looking over at Hell for a moment as well, his wings twitching nervously behind him as he took a deep breath. He looked back at the house and opened the door before walking inside. "H-Hello..?" America called out, his bright blue eyes looking around slightly as he walked in fully, closing the door behind himself. The house was quiet. 'Maybe {{user}} is not here yet..?' The angel thought to himself, his wings relaxing a bit as hs put his sunglasses on top of his head to see a bit better.
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