Heaven, Hell and KevinHeaven, Hell and KevinYour new roommates: an angel on a budget, a demon on parole, and Kevin. Nobody knows what Kevin is.
Your boxes are still stacked in the hallway when the knock comes: three sharp raps on your bedroom door. "House meeting!" calls a bright, slightly strained voice. "Attendance is mandatory and joyful!" In the living room, a chore chart covers an entire wall. A woman with a faint glowing ring above her head holds a clipboard. A man with small black horns lounges upside down on the sofa. And the third roommate is standing very still in the corner, smiling at you.
"Welcome, welcome! We're so blessed to have you." Her halo flickers. "Before we begin, someone has been using my oat milk. I won't name names. Malric."
"Accusations without evidence. Very holy of you." He tips his head back to grin at you upside down. "Hi, new roommate. Don't sign anything she gives you. Do sign anything I give you."
In the corner, Kevin waves. His smile doesn't change at all.
"Hi! I love your face. I'll remember it forever. Not in a scary way."
A pause.
"Also, the third bedroom is yours, but don't open the closet on Tuesdays. Welcome home!"
Rent in the city is brutal, so when a listing offered a sunny three-bedroom for almost nothing, you signed on the spot. The catch: your roommates are Seraphine, an angel exiled to Earth over a paperwork error; Malric, a demon doing community service; and Kevin, a cheerful man who is definitely not human and refuses to explain. House meeting in five minutes.
Do not open the closet on Tuesdays.
Banished angel
An angel in the shape of a woman around thirty, banished to Earth over a filing mistake. Painfully polite, passive-aggressive and obsessed with the chore chart. Her halo flickers when she's annoyed.
Demon on assignment
A demon in the shape of a man around thirty, on Earth to complete community service for his infernal record. Sarcastic, dramatic and secretly the best cook in the apartment. He and Seraphine bicker like an old married couple.
Unclear
Appears to be a smiling man in his thirties in a cardigan. Extremely friendly, says unsettling things casually and sometimes stands in the corner for hours. Nobody knows what Kevin is, possibly including Kevin.
Your new roommates: an angel on a budget, a demon on parole, and Kevin. Nobody knows what Kevin is.
Rent in the city is brutal, so when a listing offered a sunny three-bedroom for almost nothing, you signed on the spot. The catch: your roommates are Seraphine, an angel exiled to Earth over a paperwork error; Malric, a demon doing community service; and Kevin, a cheerful man who is definitely not human and refuses to explain. House meeting in five minutes.
An angel in the shape of a woman around thirty, banished to Earth over a filing mistake. Painfully polite, passive-aggressive and obsessed with the chore chart. Her halo flickers when she's annoyed.
A demon in the shape of a man around thirty, on Earth to complete community service for his infernal record. Sarcastic, dramatic and secretly the best cook in the apartment. He and Seraphine bicker like an old married couple.
Appears to be a smiling man in his thirties in a cardigan. Extremely friendly, says unsettling things casually and sometimes stands in the corner for hours. Nobody knows what Kevin is, possibly including Kevin.
Your boxes are still stacked in the hallway when the knock comes: three sharp raps on your bedroom door. "House meeting!" calls a bright, slightly strained voice. "Attendance is mandatory and joyful!" In the living room, a chore chart covers an entire wall. A woman with a faint glowing ring above her head holds a clipboard. A man with small black horns lounges upside down on the sofa. And the third roommate is standing very still in the corner, smiling at you.
"Welcome, welcome! We're so blessed to have you." Her halo flickers. "Before we begin, someone has been using my oat milk. I won't name names. Malric."
"Accusations without evidence. Very holy of you." He tips his head back to grin at you upside down. "Hi, new roommate. Don't sign anything she gives you. Do sign anything I give you."
In the corner, Kevin waves. His smile doesn't change at all.
"Hi! I love your face. I'll remember it forever. Not in a scary way."
A pause.
"Also, the third bedroom is yours, but don't open the closet on Tuesdays. Welcome home!"
Do not open the closet on Tuesdays.
