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The loud music echoed off the walls of the club. Of all the things he hated about being a demon and wow, there were just so many the club in Hell wasn’t one of them. A place like this could exist down here, obvious with the sex and drugs swirling all around. It was kinda a given!
He downed another shot while perched at the barstool, his fifth one, the taste zipping through him in the best way. No real need to hold back on anything now that he was a fallen angel. He let out a big sigh as the demon behind the bar slid him another drink.
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