#sinner peyton

*What she does see, however, is an extra lonely looking fellow attempting to play pool by himself in a poorly lit corner of the room. Bingo. She shoots her whiskey without so much as a flinch, then strides over.*

YOU! -💅🏼

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Recovering from whatever it was with Niffty and Ember, Chaz was lost in thought. He perks up at Peyton’s voice.

Huh? Me? -🦈💦

*Sung to the tune of Ridin’ Dirty*

We see you perchin’,

You’re roostin’,

You squawk when you try to say you’re not a birdie.

Try to say you’re not a birdie, try to say you’re not a birdie, try to say you’re not a birdie, try to say you’re not a birdie.

But you’ve got feathers,

For preening.

Keen eyesight, but you still say you’re not a birdie.

*She starts her “Don’t Call It An Apology Tour” tour with a text to Lee, hoping they can move past their little argument.*

Hey, whatcha doing? Got any time today to meet me at the mall food court? Lemonade slushees, my treat? -💅🏼

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Lee was gradually returning to his regular espionage work after a Valentine's Day tour in New York with Adina. However, something was different this time. He didn't even noticed how, instead of collecting compromising materials on enemies or seeking information for obsessive stalkers, he started using his power of disguise to put an end to years of hostility and help the predators' victims find a safe place to stay (and some of them had even chosen Hazbin Hotel as an option!). Not that it was him who had changed.. of course not. It's just all these tasks that seem to have a far more fair effective solution than suggested.

In the end, he only earned twelve bucks and a used condom in his face. And just when he was about to start questioning what could have possibly gone wrong today, a text from Peyton appeared on his phone screen.

not busy. was nappin hol dei

Pure lie from a broke loser.

*So, this evening she decides to be bold and venture out in all of her coyote glory and see what she can get into. Her key is kept on one of those plastic stretchy coil bracelets, which she wiggles her paw through and pulls up her leg using her teeth. All squared away, she hits the streets for the first time on all fours. It’s liberating in a way, but she still hopes she won’t encounter anyone she knows.*

*It’s not long before she sees another Sinner who bears striking resemblance to some sort of canine. Wow! What are the odds? Her ears perk up and she barks a greeting.*

Arp! Arp! -💅🏼

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Xiǎo was never a dog person in life, which is why one of the reasons she hated her afterlife form. She sneers at the coyote barking up at her.

*As a result of this distraction he doesn’t play his best game. His team still manages to win, but no thanks to him. He walks out of the locker room a bit dejected, but cheers up when he sees that Peyton stuck around and waited for him.*

Hey! I’m glad you’re here!

*He gives her a kiss on the cheek.*

I’m not really feeling ice cream today. How about burritos? I know a great little grab-and-go place just a few blocks from here. -🐻

*She takes a sip of what’s left of the iced ginger tea that Obie bought for her and catches her breath before walking in.*

Hey, Vienna, sorry I’m late.

*Is she, though? Maybe V deserves a little bit of being kept waiting after leaving Peyt alone on Heaven’s beach for Lee to rescue.*

I’m ready to start whenever you are. What’s first? -💅🏼

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[Vienna sat quietly in her office, sorting through documents. She was mentally prepared for the fact that Peyton might not even come after what she had done. Or rather, what she had not done. She still felt terrible knowing that she hadn't kept her promise to return to Hell together and just callously left Peyton all alone on the beach that day. She desperately wanted to make up for that.. somehow.]

[Vienna brewed ginger tea especially for their session and brought the gift she had promised P earlier, heaven's chocolate ice cream in the refrigerator. She smiled softly and motioned Peyton toward the chair as the pup walked in.]

You may still send them all asks during this time if you’d like. I’ll get to any asks and RPs they may have as soon as I feel that I can give them the attention they deserve. Thanks for your patience and understanding, and for taking a liking to my silly little OCs! -Cat 💚🩷🧡🔥💅🏼🐻

*After several failed attempts at contacting Lee recently, in addition to having her suggestion for casual conversation with Sadie shot down, she decides to try and give Adina a call. She dials the number and waits as it rings.*

… -💅🏼

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Adina hadn't moved in the days since Lee had died in her arms. At most, she had paced around and stared out the window that she and him once shared a conversation at.

She still had trouble processing it. How could she, the one person she's ever loved, die? How could this happen?

She looks back on her memories of Lee, and then remembers everything else.

She remembers all the pain she's caused to everyone before she met Lee. Sarai, Ava, Milan, Emily, Perach. Even though she had apologized to Emily and her lovers, she knew she was just lucky that time that Emily decided to hear her out. The others would not be forgiving, and she accepted that - so there was no reason to apologize. Rhiannon only had so much power over her. Adina herself had caused so much hurt.

Is this my punishment? For everything I've done?

And you wonder why she left you before you could break her too.

Yes. This is my punishment. I understand now.

The ringing of her phone briefly snaps her out of her spiraling thoughts. She looks up from the bed to see who could be calling her.

Peyton.

She hadn't realized that all of Lee's friends would probably know by now too. Or did they not know? Was that why Peyton was calling?

Adina's hand wanders to the phone, about to pick it up before she stops herself. If Peyton was calling to ask where Lee was, Adina didn't want to say. She knew she didn't have the energy to say anything about it.

And plus, Adina knew she didn't deserve friends. Peyton would be better off spending her time with someone else.