𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗭𝗘𝗥.

it 's just the way of it , son . we all sell our souls sooner or later .

So nearly she can almost taste it, yeah. “They make those?” Stark white hands in her back pockets, balancing on the heels of her boots.

Hi. :)

⠀⠀yes, the same as always-.

he got another they could bum?

MY GUILTY SKIN WILL TOUCH EVERYTHING BUT YOU.

“Mm, not at the risk of one of my favorite regulars.” Death snags her glass of beer and has a sip.

“I’d say you should take better care of yourself.” Death looks over at him, dark eyes peering into his very being. She smiles. “You don’t have to do all your most dangerous stunts to see me, John. You’d only have to ask.”

“I’m a busy girl, cut me a teeny bit of slack.” She jokes, raising a pale hand to pinch the air to reference the teeny slack she needs.

“Only teasing, John.” Death cracks a grin at him, leaning in against the bar. “How’ve you been, anyway?”

She doesn’t usually end up paying for things anyway. Actually, she can’t recall a time she ever has. “What’s the occasion for this bribery? Just Friday?”

“Your generosity knows no bounds. I’ll have a beer.”