“Let’s unpack that, shall we? Tell me, how did you feel when you handed your boss your resignation letter?” Dr. Browne asked, scribbling notes as she spoke.
Ronove shifted in his chair. “Liberating, I suppose. Not that I can ever be truly free, mind you, but I do feel lighter. Collecting souls is exhausting, Doc. It’s like that commercial, the one where the guy says, ‘Time to make the donuts.’ Know that one?”
“I don’t, but you deserve a lot of credit for taking this step. This is real progress, Ronove.”
The demon blushed.
“So, what’s next?” asked Browne.
“Painting, I think. Art is my real passion.”
“Excellent! Self-expression can be quite therapeutic. What subjects do you enjoy painting?”
“Hellscapes, mostly.”
Nice. haha
Ha. I like it!