Please don't come back, fucking asshole. Angel thought to himself as his room filled with silence once more. He really was in no mood to be emotionally jerked around anymore. Angel mentally kicked himself for letting himself caring one bit about Alastor's feelings while he trampled all over his. He should have just fucked him when he had the chance.

No... that didn't feel right.

Fuuuuuuuuck. Even though Angel knew he was a shitty person, he still couldn't bring himself to do that to another person. Being on the other side, he can personally say that it sucking ass was an understatement.

Why was he even here? Redemption? Did he really deserve it? This was he's divine punishment for his poor life choices. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. God, being left alone with his thoughts was the worst. He wanted Cherri... She was one of the few people he could sincerely trust down here in the Hell hole.