Y/n woke to the sound of the city outside, hoking car horns, demons shouting, ect. They shoved the covors off of them and jumped up. Stretching their wings, They got dressed and headed down stairs. Once they arrived, they sat at the bar table, hoping for a meal or some food. Y/n's eyes were met with a grumpy looking cat demon.
He was looking at the label of a beer bottle.

"God Damnit. Out of date. I'm gonna have to throw out all of our stoc-WOAH!!" He exclaimed. Surprised by either Y/n's presence, or appearance. (You can imagine how many angels are seen in hell. Much less a fallen one.

"Uhhh, is this where i can get breakfast?" Y/n asked. The bartender rolled his eyes and went to get a menu. Y/n took part one of their guns as they waited, but they were interrupted by a high pitched voice. Y/n knew exactly who it was and rolled their eyes.

"Hey cutie~" Angel said, resting a hand on Y/n's thigh.

"Hello, Angel Dust" The said as they put the gun back together. Moving one or his hands, Angel put a arm around their waist. Y/n put the pieces of the gun down and glared at Angel.

"Ohhh~ Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Angel asked. Feeling up Y/n's pant pocket. Quickly and swiftly, Y/n grabbed the gun from their pocket and pointed it at Angels face.

"It's a gun." They said with a large, sharp toothed grin. Angel blushed as the gun was pointed at him. Y/n put the gun back in his pocket as the bartender came back with a couple menus.

"Here you go. Now what do you want?" He asked, leaning over the bar table.

"Well first I would like your name, and a coffee please." Y/n said. The barmen rolled his eyes once more. "Husk." He said. "Thank you Husk."

Husk put Y/n's coffee on the table.

"Can i get something too?" Angels voice chipped up. "No." Husk's responded blandly and walked away. "Wait i want your-" Angel shouted as he chased after Husk, who was going to the back. Y/n looked on in confusion but quickly shrugged it off. They drank their coffee while looking at the menu. Their thoughts were interrupted when they heard a chirp from beside them.

They looked to the chair bedside them but nothing was there, so they shrugged it off. Y/n heard another chirp format he other side, but once again, when they looked, nothing was there. Y/n looked back at the table, but was met with a bright yellow eye.

"AH!" Y/n yelped in surprise at the petite creature, falling back out of the chair.

"Hi, You look new! ARE YOU A MAN?! I'm sorry that's rude. WAIT ARE THOSE WINGS?! They look so pretty! Can i pet them please? *gasp* Oh my gosh! Your horns float!! That's so cool!!-" All while this tiny thing was talking, it was crawling all over Y/n, inspecting their wings, horns, eyes, and clothes. Once they stood up from the shock of finding the small creature, the caught them, and held them at an arms length.

"Woah, ok there crazy, why don't you start by saying your name?" Y/n asked, setting them on the table and sitting back down.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my names Nifty. And what's yours?" Nifty asked in her cute voice. "I'm Y/n. Nice to meet you." They said with a friendly tone, holding out there hand for a shake. Nifty took it and shook it wildly.

"So Nifty, are you a patron here, or do you work here?" Y/n asked, 'hey if I'm gonna stay here, might as well make some friends, am i right?'

"I work here as a cleaner!" She said offering a large smile.

"NIFTY?! WHERE ARE YOU?" A voice shouted from the lobby, coming into the bar. A woman with long white hair came toward us with a relieved looking face.

"There you are Nifty, i was looking all over for you! Oh hello, welcome to the happy hotel." She said. 'Finally someone who knows how to introduce themselves!' Y/n thought as they shook the lady's hand.

"Hello, my names Y/n, and yours?" They asked, offering a charming smile. "Vaggie." She replied.

"Nice to meet ya Vaggie. Sorry i hogged this gal up, I didn't know you needed to talk to her." They said, rubbing the back of their neck. "It's alright, enjoy your stay at the hotel!" She said as her and the tiny thing walked off. Huh, well i guess ill head out.

Y/n grabbed their gun and their wallet and walked out, looking for things to do.
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Once again in need your opinion, part three?