Working for Dante had its ups and downs, but at least you had a job, right? Mostly cleaning up his messes while he was out on the job, but maybe even the rare times he took you with him, which would always result in bandages and dirty clothes. But hey, it paid fine, and he was a pretty cool person to hang out with.

Today was just like the others, cleaning and sweeping, while Dante sat his lazy ass in his chair reading porno mags. Glancing over at the material in his hands, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his blatant analysis of the paperback before turning your attention back to the jukebox, wiping the bits of grime off the glass with a cleaner-soaked rag.

"Hmm..." He hums softly, scanning the promiscuous photos of women in the magazine, letting a small smirk creep onto his face. His teeth captured his bottom lip with his eyebrows raised in amusement before curling his fingers on the corner before flipping the page.