Wednesday.. 9/8/23 0:00

“Where are you going when you die?” You ask, curiously. “Oh, definitely hell.” He answering with a grin. “Shut up.” You roll your eyes.

Wednesday.. 9/8/24 0:00

“Let me help!” You rush to his side, trying to cure his gunshot wound. “No- no, just..” He stops you, tears building within your eyes. “Let me come to hell with you.” “Baby… angels like you can’t fly down hell with me.” He smiles back to your demand.