You just got a job at Domain Casino and are very excited, but unfortunately, nothing is perfect. There are so many things to be afraid of. You're in for a ride with the one and only Mob boss, Benicio Drew, your long lost friend, Abel Angel, and their crew. What could happen?...Info: (Y/N) means 'Your Name'
You checked out and went home. On the way, you couldn't stop thinking about that guy... Demon! Demon. He was just so interesting. Something about him made you feel happy and a little frightened at the same time. You loved it. 'Do you think... No-no-no,' you thought to yourself. 'Oh, my goodness. Stop being stupid (Y/N).' You finally arrived at home. Your dad was waiting for you inside, setting up dinner. You walk in and the smell of freshly baked chicken filled the air. There were vegetables and fruits of all kinds on the table. "Hey, Dad, What's all this food for?" you asked, confused and hungry at the same time. "Oh! hey, (Y/N), I wanted to make something for your first day on the job! Taking a big jump like that so fast is impressive." He said. You could see he worked hard because of all the sweat he had on his head. "Awe, thanks... I needed this."
"Is it that bad?" He said.
"No, just exhausting."
"Ah, is it getting to that point already?"
"Maybe." I laughed.
You sat down and talked for what it seemed like ages. The food was delicious, considering your dad was very talented in every possible way. After dinner, you went upstairs to get your stuff ready for tomorrow. You wanted to look your best just in case you met that guy again. "I hope things go well..."
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Why do I feel so worked up over him!? I just met him. I don't even think I met him properly. I don't know anything about him, yet here I am now. I feel like I'm obsessing, I should calm down a little. I'm so glad my dad made something to eat. I was starving! Working that shift was the busiest. I wasn't around to see my dad work there at that time because I was too little to be in a huge crowd of people, especially since there wasn't an adult around to watch me. I decided to write a letter to my friend, Abel, and ask him how he's been. I've known him since... well... forever! I haven't seen him in a few years since he left. According to him, he went to work for some kind of 'secret' agency. He plays around a lot, though, so I don't believe a word he says. We made up names to call each other, but he decided to call me Angel Cake. I never really settled with a name. I usually call him feathers, halo head, or just plain ol' Abel. He is the nicest guy you will ever meet, in my opinion of course. For being an angel, he is quite a handful. I just wish we were able to speak in person again...
'Dear Abel,
Its been so long since I've talked to you. How have you been? I just got a big job! Domain Casino bartender. Exciting, isn't it? Taking after my father is a huge responsibility, especially since we've been waiting this long, but there isn't that much to say, to be honest. Nothin' happens here anymore. Be sure to respond when you have the chance. Maybe you'll be in town by then. Come by, I'll be here.'
Love, (Y/N)
I put the letter in a nice envelope and sealed it up. I was going to have to go out and put it in the mailbox across the street. It's mid-December, so it's not exactly time to go out in a night-gown this late at night. I put on a sweater, slipped on my flats, and was on my way. It seems like a journey from my point of view. A daring young woman searching for the lost box. The magic letter will save the box from its prison and all will be free! The evil Mr. Abel will never be able to read this secret letter now! 'Hehe.' I've always wanted to be part of an adventure. I unlocked the door and walked across the street. The mailbox was surrounded with other people's boxes, it was dark so it was kinda hard to seek out which one was mine. I found the mailbox and put the letter in. 'Please respond soon, ok?' I thought to myself.
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After you put the letter in the box you looked up and saw that there was a bright light rolling down the street coming toward you. You hesitated, then quickly moved to the curve before it ran you over. There were the sounds of gunfire and a cop car or two. 'oh no...' you stood behind the row of mailboxes to hide. At that very moment, you saw someone sticking their head out the window of the black car. They looked familiar to you. He was shooting with what it looked like... a Beretta M9. 'Wait, WHAT?!' It was that guy! You peeked your head out of the mailboxes and saw him. 'What is he doing shooting out of a moving car?!' You couldn't tell who the driver was, but you could see the demon. As he was shooting he must have noticed you. He glanced at you and his expression went blank. 'Does he remember me?...' He stood out the window for a second before someone in the car yelled out his name. "Benicio! What are you doin'?!" The voice didn't sound familiar to you. "Your gonna get shot!"
'So, Benicio is his name.' He snapped out of it and scowled into the window, "Shut it, angel! I know what I'm doin'!" The car and the cops veered to a curve and drove away. 'Angel... Abel?!" Your dad ran outside and called out your name. "(Y/N)! (Y/N), where are you!" He was shaking and running all over the front yard looking for you. You quickly came out from behind the mailboxes and ran over to your dad. "I'm fine, Dad, I'm fine. Calm down." You tried to comfort him while trying not to think about the situation. "Oh, my gosh... thank goodness your ok... " He hugged you tight and brought you back inside. You couldn't understand. How could Toon Town be so dangerous?
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