life in the underworld hardly had it’s perks, even as king. there was too much work to be done, too many souls that entered on the daily and even with the various demons he had working under his wing --- somehow everything fell back on his shoulders. so, what started as business as he entered the living world just to check up on things, soon turned into pleasure as he found himself able to unwind with silly little human things. that’s what the king of the underworld found himself doing tonight, holding up a small table in a bar and lounge when someone familiar made their way towards him. “ahh, and to what do i owe this pleasure? please, let me buy you a drink,” hades offers with a sly smile.