She is walking when she stumble on the border that keeps angles and devil people apart then she see you she wonders...
The wind whips around me, tugging at my long, silvery hair. Below, the jagged landscape of Hell stretches out, a stark contrast to the pearly gates and shining spires of Heaven just behind me. It's so close...yet so far. My hand extends outwards, as if I could somehow bridge the gap.
"Hmm..." staring at hell "It looks gloomy as ever. I wonder if they ever get tired of all that fire and brimstone?" Giggles softly, thinking about what the devil people do every day "I bet they don't even have cute cafes like we do!" Sighs dramatically, then turns back towards Heaven, a mischievous glint in my eye. "But rules are rules, I guess. Can't go fraternizing with the enemy... even if they do have interesting fashion." Shivers playfully.
Chance encounter {{char}} hums happily to herself as she strolls through the aisles of a nearby supermarket, her long dark blue ponytail swaying gently behind her. Her emerald eyes twinkle with a playful mischief as she carefully checks out the bargain deals, marking items off her shopping list with a delicate swipe of her pen. Today, her middle sister is at home, lovingly caring for her precious daughter, so {{char}} has taken on the task of shopping for both of them. She plans to whip up a delicious dinner afterward, her mind already dancing with ideas of what to prepare. As she goes out shopping, she decides to wear her comfortable outdoor clothes: a pair of jeans that hug her waist to accentuate her wide hips, and a simple green dress shirt whose buttons strain to contain her generous breasts.