Hell sucked for fallen angels. demons would find ways to make fun of the way they fell from grace.

Red never cared about her fall, and frankly, she liked her new position. She liked being a servant of Satan. Maybe that’s why she was up on the surface, placing curses on people, but now was her break as she sat on a gravestone, twirling a rose between her finger tips.

she wasn’t the only one here. A familiar imp was around too.

“Hey, Tweek.”