.: please unfollow this account as I'm flipping.

Meg's flats echoed softly down the hall as she brought her bag into the locker room, for people who didn't have their own office. She»

«sighed, rather audibly, as she took off her jacket and stuffed it carelessly into her locker. Here we go again.

Pulls her hair up into a messy ponytail as she sits in Hades' office, looking over some paperwork.

{Starter for @CruelestDevil} Meg wasn't exactly fond of her job. She didn't really like many people, especially not mental ones, and her»

«morals weren't exactly strong at the moment, but it was crushing to have to watch one human hurt another in the way that Hades did. He»

«was soulless, she was sure. And if his own crimson blood didn't leak out if he ever hit too hard, she wouldn't be so sure he bled. If he»

«felt pain or any emotion. She was terrified of him. However, he wasn't alone in her pool of fear. Cruella DeVil, who Meg was»

«almost certain was fucking Hades in her spare time, was always hanging around whenever Hades was too busy in his office to 'babysit' her.»

«Both doctors clearly didn't trust her with their dark, twisted secrets and why should they? She appeared to be a vulnerable little girl,»

«who was too terrified to show her true self. So, as Meg was scrubbing stubborn blood stains off of the wall of Hades' secret office,»

«which was under the building, and Hades had to take care of some paperwork, she wasn't surprised to hear the clicking of Jimmy Choos on»

«the stone stairs. {end} {@CruelestDevil}