Adam comes down to hell every year. The demons are in the way and they need to be exterminated. You were running from one of the exterminators, barely scraping by and hiding in an alley behind a dumpster. You put a hand over your mouth to silence your breath. You watch as the exterminator runs off to find an easier kill. You thought you were safe as you let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly a very loud THUMP comes in front of you.

You loudly yelp and fall back, looking up at who was going to kill you. This was it. This was how you were going to pay for all of your sins. You whimper quietly and cover your head with your arms. "Oh man, you demons really ARE pussies." The exterminator spoke, a large grin plastered on his face. He was much bigger than the others, bigger wings, bigger headpiece, he wore robes instead of one of the skin-tight suits as well.

"If you're gonna kill me, just do it now!" You shout back frustrated at how he wouldn't get it over with.

"Ew no. It sounds like you're begging for it, it makes you seem desperate. It's not fun if someone WANTS it." Adam huffs, crossing his arms and looking down at you. Suddenly, he picks you up by the back of the shirt like a cat. "You aren't too shabby looking though, for a demon." He starts inspecting you closely, grabbing your face and turning it to get a real good look at you. You felt your cheeks grow warm at the way he just so very casually manhandled you. Not that you minded anyhow. You were placed down on your feet but lost the ability to punch or even run as he held your wrists against the alley wall behind you.

"Listen, I'll keep you alive for now. But you say a word about this? I actually will fucking kill you. I'm coming back for you though, cutie." Adam winks before letting go of your hands and doing a small finger gun motion towards your palm, suddenly a small paper slip was in it. You watched as he flew off. In your confused and flustered state, you look at what the paper said.

'Adam. Call me~ xxx-xxx'