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// today was definitely a Monday

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Centrifuges and Bunsen burners. Raja was like a child in a candy store, eying nearly every single item as if she could justify its use. “Ugh, so many things ta buy. Ah wish ah could have it all”.

in the form of that hellish red hue. “Ah, hea’ we are” . Raja chirped as she leads them into the store of choice. Shelves upon shelves were lined with various equipment. From the simple things like beakers and droppers, all the way to expensive machinery like +.

a giant atrium. There were small fountains, planters, and escalators that littered the floor. All the while, sinners roamed about between shops inside the massive building. As they walked, the skylight above provided much needed natural light. Though, natural light was +.

💊 . “Mmhm! Ah went ta college when ah’s livin’. Biochemistry n’ organic chemistry were my majors, got my bachelors fer both o’ ‘em~” . She stated as she leads them through a pair of glass doors. The sounds of conversations and pop music surrounded them as they walked into +.

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this one store. They sell lab equipment believe o’ not, n’ they jus’ launched a sale!” . Raja said as she closed the door, excited to have a buddy along with her. Shopping was fun, but it was much more enjoyable with a friend along.

clear that Hell still had its population problem. It wasn’t long before the pair drove into a parking garage and found themselves a spot. The engine died when Raja turned the key, taking car to not hit the other car as she opened her door. “Ok first, ah gotta get ta +.

💊 . Raja was quick to put the car in drive and speed away. The roar of the engine couple with country music filled the air around them as Raja navigated the traffic. Through busy streets and side roads, the sight of sinners and hellborns began to grow abundantly. It became +.

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opened her door, climbing down into the drivers seat. With a quick turn of the key, the car rumbled to life. “C’mon, it’s comfy leather”.

out the front. Raja quickly locked the doors before strutting over to her vintage Cadillac. For a late 60’s model, it looked brand new. Not a scratch or stain on any inch of the car. “Figured ah’d bring out the car. Sorta enjoy the journey fer today” . She said as her hands +.

💊 . “Honey, we’re off the clock. Jus’ Raja is fine~” . She waves a hand to Lute as she walks over and takes her by the wrist. Quickly guiding the angel out of the office. “We should! We gotta beat the traffic!” . She chirped as the pair way their way through the bar and +.

The outfit looks like it came straight from a 70’s store. She lifted a leg that held one of her knee high socks and high heels while her purse slung over her should. “Yes, it’s very green but ah got it on clearance n’ ah just had ta have it~”.

“Ya definitely rock the look.” . Raja walked into the room and gave Lute a spin. Showing off her own outfit, a green short skirt with a floral green blouse and a string of pearls around her neck. Not to mention her wavy hair was let down, traveling well lasted her shoulders. .

with a shocked smile. It hadn’t crossed her mind that she’s never seen Lute outside of her work clothes. So this was a nice change of pace, and well put together too for someone who admitted they don’t know much about fashion. “Girl, ta hell whoever says denim ain’t in no mo’~” +.

💊. It wasn’t long before Lute could hear the front door open. Sound carried well in the dead silent bar. Lute could hear the sound of high heels cross the main floor, up the stairs, and down the hallway. Getting closer and closer until. “Well look at ya~!” . Raja said +.

But she could rest assured that they would meet again. But Saturday couldn’t come fast enough!.

Yet still, Raja couldn’t deny the small butterfly in her stomach. Which was quickly snuffed out by another long drag of her cigarette as she picked up her phone. She had a call to make. And so the work shift wears on. Lute wouldn’t see Raja at the end of the night. .

angel, a being devoted to scripture and all it taught. While she didn’t know for sure if homosexuality was a thing up there, her upbringing taught her it wasn’t. It was sin, an affront to God. And with Lute being an Angel made by God, Raja knew Lute only mispoke. .