"Is it just me or are suicide rates up?" I mumbled as I flipped through the latest back of sinners to arrive in Hell. Across from me, Jordan stretched his long lanky limbs and mumbled something about a new plague on Earth. I shrugged, continuing to skim through the unusually long list.
"Coffee?" A tired-looking waitress with purple hair asked. She looked between us knowing the routine. Jordan would bring me a new list every week of the newest sinner to enter hell and we drank coffee in the back booth of a hole in the wall restaurant.
I nodded, prodding my cup forward with a finger while continuing to read off names. I had been doing this for so long, I had no idea what I would finally do when I found his name on the list.
"Death by llama?" I read the cause of death next to some poor assholes name. Jordan gave me an odd look as if to ask how the hell that happened. I couldn't help but think of the llamas with hats videos and snickered.
I kept scrolling until there it was. Third name from the end. Fred Umber. Apparently it was a bad batch of laced pot that finally took him down. Pity, I would have much rathered it be some sort of affair gone bad.
"He's here," I said, showing Jordan the name on the list.
"So what's next?" Jordan grinned, taking a sip of his coffee.
"Ol' Fred's extermination is going to come a bit early," I replied wryly, feeling more alive than I had in months.
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Raise A Little Hell | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
RomanceRevenge is a dish best serves in the most messed up manner possible. And when you find yourself deeper in your revenge plot than you ever thought possible, you come across unlikely allies. From the creator of Black Wedding, The Demon Geisha, and mo...
