Cocky. Why were the attractive ones always so damn cocky. It was probably something to do with the fact he was a demon. Hell, even demons knew when they had the goods. Jo wrapped the fingers around the shot glass in front of her before tipping her head back and letting the liquor warm the back of her throat. 

“I’m going to hell for this,” She laughed aloud before nodding towards the direction of the exit. “Lead the way, cowboy.”

_{honestly, everyone was going to hell these days; it didn’t matter how, but rather, it was just a factor of when. sometimes, he made sure they went there, but others? well, humans managed to go there by themselves.}

_{either way, he was going to give her a fun time, and nothing would change that. well, at least not now, “we’re all going to hell.” he mused out lowly, “you just might get the fast track tonight… if you’re lucky.”}