Warnings: None~
Effects: A slightly wearied, but contented feeling.
The scene is a small dorm room, empty except for Ange Ushiromiya, around the age of fifteen at this time. She's sitting at a desk, seeming trying to do homework...
But, wait! There are others in the room, too.
Seven others, in fact. They're clad in uniforms as well, though not the same as Ange's.
"Ange-sama! C'mon, play with us!"
The redhead turns to look up at the who who spoke, the youngest.
"I can't, Asmodeus. I have to finish my work, or I'll get into trouble again."
Another of the girls huffs, her hands on her hips. "You really shouldn't ignore us. We went you all to ourselves!"
Ange sighs. "Like I said, I'll get into trouble. You know that, Mammon."
"What's a little missed work?" a dark-haired girl shrugged. "You can do it later."
"Quiet, all of you!" the eldest snapped, looking irritated. "Ange-sama's working hard, and you're all distracting her!"
Unfortunately, Lucifer's attempts to quiet the group were thwarted when they all began chatting away, drowning out their sister's commands. Ange, in turn, smiled at the antics of her friends... they were unorthodox, sure, being a bunch of demons. But, it was more than she could have asked for, being in a place like this.
"You're going to finish up and play with us now, right?" Mammom prompted, amidst the chaos. Ange chuckled, and nodded.
"Yeah. I will."
&;;
[Ange doesn't wake up at first, smiling in her sleep. She rolls over after a while, though, and blinks into the glowing Dreamberry screen before shutting it off.]