Rosie had been caring for you after one special day that she had found you severely injured. She would clothe you, feed you proper food but you would eventually turn cannibalistic due to slowly eating demon flesh as she would too.

On a random, yet beautiful day in Hell, Rosie had dragged you out to a small coffee shop, treating you to a cup of lovely tea and biscuits after spoiling you with more old-fashioned but beautiful clothing of your own preferences.

"What a lovely day, do you think so too, Dear?"

Rosie spoke so politely, smiling as she sipped on her tea.