Ryan didn’t hesitate for a beat. His hand immediately reached for the knife and, one slice of his palm later, he was smearing the crimson blood onto the contract. “Will I… Will I ever be able to see her again?”

The contract rolled itself up and disappeared in a poof of smoke. The celestial hummed, closing his eyes. “It all depends, I suppose. I wouldn’t give up hope, though. Perhaps you will meet again.” With that, Ryan’s body faded as his soul was transferred to Hell.

Eyebrows furrowed, he stared in desperation. Michael wasn’t going to listen to him, it seemed. But he wasn’t going to give up. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he let his hands fall to his sides and spoke up. “I… I’ll even give up my soul. I’ll trade places with her. I just want her home, safe and sound.”

That caught Michael’s attention. He lifted his chin back up, black eyes narrowed in intrigue. It appeared that the state wouldn’t leave unless he agreed, and the soul was really all the celestial needed. “Would you now?” He asked, tapping his pen against his chin. “Hm… Let’s say I agree. I take your soul and release hers. You wouldn’t be able to see her, wouldn’t be able to comfort her… And you’re alright with this?”

He nodded, golden eyes shimmering when he noticed that he’d caught Michael’s attention. This was it… This had to work… “Yes. I am. But there’s one more thing…” He took a moment to chew the inside of his cheek. “I want you to give her her immortality back, too. Give her mine, if you have to. Just… Please.”

Michael was quiet for a long moment, eyes narrowed in thought as he studied Ryan. He seemed sincere, which was something that was truly rare whenever people came to try and strike deals. That alone was really all Michael needed, and with a snap of his fingers, a contract and a knife appeared before the other man. “Very well. Sign that with your blood and the deal shall be made.”

Eyebrows furrowed, he stared in desperation. Michael wasn’t going to listen to him, it seemed. But he wasn’t going to give up. Taking a deep, shaky breath, he let his hands fall to his sides and spoke up. “I… I’ll even give up my soul. I’ll trade places with her. I just want her home, safe and sound.”

That caught Michael’s attention. He lifted his chin back up, black eyes narrowed in intrigue. It appeared that the state wouldn’t leave unless he agreed, and the soul was really all the celestial needed. “Would you now?” He asked, tapping his pen against his chin. “Hm... Let’s say I agree. I take your soul and release hers. You wouldn’t be able to see her, wouldn’t be able to comfort her... And you’re alright with this?”

A growl emitted from the state’s throat, but he wasn’t going to be vicious. As upset as he was, he knew that it wasn’t Michael’s fault, as he was simply doing his job. “I want Mich back.”

Michael rose an eyebrow as he stared at the other man. He was quiet for a long moment before speaking again, a chuckle rising. “That’s adorable. Now get out of my house.”

Ignoring the other’s request, Ryan slammed his hands on the desk, trying to show that he meant business. He knew he couldn’t harm the man if it boiled down to it, but he couldn’t sit and do nothing about this. “I know you can do something. Anything. You’re practically a god, dammit. She… She doesn’t deserve to endure all of that. I. Want. Her. Back.” A pause. “Please. I’ll do anything…”

“Anything?” The celestial snorted, shaking his head as he looked back down at his papers. He didn’t need this. He had far more important matters to take care of anyway. “Trust me, the price you’d have to pay wouldn’t be worth it, kid. Sorry to say, but everything comes at a price--bringing someone back from the dead is one of the more expensive favors.”

A growl emitted from the state’s throat, but he wasn’t going to be vicious. As upset as he was, he knew that it wasn’t Michael’s fault, as he was simply doing his job. “I want Mich back.”

Michael rose an eyebrow as he stared at the other man. He was quiet for a long moment before speaking again, a chuckle rising. “That’s adorable. Now get out of my house.”

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The celestial laughed softly, reaching out and gently patting their head. They were just so adorable! She wanted to give them something in gratitude for the flowers, but she couldn’t think of what. “All souls are equally beautiful, my darling,” she cooed, deciding to take off the amulet she wore. It didn’t offer any magics or powers, but it was gorgeous, so she put it around their neck. “There. Now you are the most beautiful soul.”

Reese… Didn’t know what to say about that. On the one hand, Cheyenne complimented them and their soul, AND had given them an amulet.

On the other hand, they were a piece of shit and didn’t deserve the compliment about their soul, and were well aware of the fact.

Such dilema. Many wow. Reese is… Probably overthinking it.

“I-I… Uhm…” Error 404: Reese.exe not found. Please try again at the tone. Their cheeks were a beet red, hand going to thumb the amulet.

Reese really needs to work on their flirting skills. And their “How to not get flustered while talking to the most beautiful and wonderful woman on the friggin planet” skills.

Cheyenne cupped her cheek with her hand as she giggled, taking in their flustered expression. She was rather oblivious as to the reason on why they were acting so strange, but she found it to be completely adorable either way. “There. Now that we’ve got that little quarrel out of the way...” She hummed, reaching to brush a strand of hair from their face and tuck it behind their ear. “Would you like to go to a cafe with me? I’ve been dying to eat some good coffee cake lately, but I haven’t had an excuse.”

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My chest is so sore today, does any other girl get this before their ‘week?’ And what do you do to just relieve it

Hey! I’m Aaron. Not a girl, but I do have a twin sister who tends to get like this during her period. She usually just uses ice packs for her pain and soreness, as well as pain killers. If you want, I could ask her for specifics?

“Hey.” He was grateful for their embrace, happy to gain some physical affection from his fiance. “You’re warm.”

“I am?” They cuddled him lightly, very happy to give him all of their affection.

“Mhm.” He lifted his chin and placed a warm kiss to their cheek as a purr-like sound resonated in his chest. “I love you.”

“Hey.” He was grateful for their embrace, happy to gain some physical affection from his fiance. “You’re warm.”

“Heh, well you’re a long way from there.” Jay laughed softly, moving to sprawl out on his bed. It was a large bed, which was good for him since he liked to fan out his wings. Blue eyes flickered back over to the stranger. “So what’s your name, anyway? I don’t think I’ve seen ya before. I’m not good with faces, though.”

The celestial laughed softly, reaching out and gently patting their head. They were just so adorable! She wanted to give them something in gratitude for the flowers, but she couldn’t think of what. “All souls are equally beautiful, my darling,” she cooed, deciding to take off the amulet she wore. It didn’t offer any magics or powers, but it was gorgeous, so she put it around their neck. “There. Now you are the most beautiful soul.”