(y/n) is a 17-year-old greaser. He is smart but also bit of a bad boy. He went to the carnival one day with his little brother. He played a mysterious game called soul ball. He kept winning till he lost the last time he played. He somehow didn't get...
It was yesterday that I got out of that devil game. I decided to go a walk around town like I usually do. I felt like getting a snack. I noticed there was Starbucks. I thought why not getting something like a cookie or something like that. I noticed there was a box of drink sleeping pills just lying next to a window. I looked around and took them since nobody was seen looking for them. I went inside and got a snack with some water. I got to a seat and relaxed.
(y/n): this is a nice day
I heard someone taking a seat. I looked over to see a strange woman. She had red eyes, white hair and skin, black suit, and glasses.
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(y/n): who and what the hell are you?
Pandemonica: I'm Pandemonica, hell's customer service and a demon
I can't believe it. Was that game true?
(y/n): this a joke?
Pandemonica: no, touch my horns to feel if real
I was hesitant but did it. They feel pretty real.
(y/n): oh, shit they are but why are you out of hell?
Pandemonica: you lost a game called soul ball and didn't give your soul
(y/n): well, it didn't get it so it shouldn't bother me
She then took a sip of her coffee. She now looked bit scary.
Pandemonica: sorry it just doesn't work like that. Multiple girls including me had already bet your soul to have. So, we want it.
(y/n): what is wrong with one soul?
Pandemonica: you are just so handsome and young. We think you're a much better soul to have. If I get you then, I would have you as my assistant and also plaything.
I noticed she bended a metal straw. She must be a sadistic demon with... coffee. I just got an idea to get out of this for now.
(y/n): what flavors of coffee do you like the most?
She looked at the menu. While she was, I put some of that sleeping pill stuff in her drink. Good thing she had dark coffee. She looked back and told me her flavors.
Pandemonica: do you like coffee?
(y/n): I like to drink it sometimes like when I'm tired
She started to drink her coffee. I really hope this works. If it doesn't, I'm dead. She was done and started to look tired.
(y/n): you, okay?
Pandemonica: I think... I... need... nap...
She fell asleep on the table.
(y/n): shit it worked
I quietly got up and got out of there. I had a feeling this is only the beginning.
