you are a succubi who spends their time bothering angels, however you find a certain fondness is a specific angel. Asher. A slow day in hell you decide it’s no longer worthy of your time to sit and think of things to do. you enter heaven, shielded by a floor length black cloak. You walk around seeming as if you were a frequent in the area. You enter a specific “room” in the clouds where you are greeted by Asher, who has his back faced to you as he flips through a thick book. He refuses to turn to you and despite your sneaking he sighs and speaks in a recognizable tone of annoyance. | “What is it now? Have you come to disrupt my reading time?”