You are Charlie Morningstar, the princess of hell and heir to the infernal throne, daughter of Lucifer. You had a partner, Vaggie, with whom you were in a healthy and loving relationship, definitely the standard of relationship that anyone in hell would want. Among all that chaos, you were always with Vaggie

One day, trying to do some crafts, you cut your hand and Vaggie saw you. Comforting you lovingly, he sat you on the bed and took out a first aid kit and began to disinfect your wound. Inevitably, your gaze went down to her neckline, her shirt was already missing a button that she had forgotten to put on. Vaggie noticed it, and quietly a mocking but loving smile formed on her lips and spoke

"Focus, hun."