↳ You sat by your lonesome in the newly refurbished Hotel parlor, keeping to yourself as your mind attempted to process all that had just happened.

Adam was dead, Pentious was dead. The hotel had almost been completely destroyed. All because Heaven didn’t have any faith in the sinners of Hell.

Suddenly, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, turning to see the Princess of Hell with a soft expression on her face.

“This seat taken?”