“Hm.. No, not this time. I think you might be rubbing off on me, considering I can’t think of a logical reasoning behind why I wanted to roast you.”

Cue the facepalm. “That insult 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 on me..”

“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again.. That’ll happen when hell freezes over.”

“Right, I’ll believe that when I see it.”

“You can take me to... hell?” Her brows furrowed slightly. “Are you messing with me again?”

“Well, then.. I’d like to see you pull this one off. Let’s see it.”

“Maybe I want to see if you could really 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 hell, or you could just admit that you can’t.”

“Oh, come on Lucifer.” Her hands were placed firmly on her hips. “I’m a big girl. I think I can take it.”

“Then you must not think I’m 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 tough, considering that doesn’t sound too scary to me.”

“Alright, I’ll just take your word for it then.” She exhaled a deep sigh, her hands dropping to her sides. “I’m sorry for pressing you, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I 𝘢𝘮 incredibly curious as to what it’s like, though.. Not saying I want to be there, but Maze seems to love it there.”

|| It’s the writer’s birthday today, so I will try my best to get to replies later on!

“Well, that’s sweet of you to say, but I’m not as pure as you make me out to be..”

“How are you so sure that I’m 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨?”

“𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.. You’ve mentioned before that going to hell requires you to feel guilty about something you’ve done, correct?”

Sigh.