Geno's Pov

I grabbed the steaming hot mug of coffee and brought it to my lips, the bitter, burning liquid traveled down my non-existent throat. The heat spread across my body as I stretched my arms and placed my fingers onto the keyboard. I suddenly lost all inspiration. What is wrong with me, I scolded myself curling up my bony fingers in anger. I look around in my messy room and grab my coat, walking out of my apartment. 

  Death's Pov

I rested my arm on the shops counter, and lean on it. I suddenly jolt up at the sound of the front bell. a small skeleton walks in, I resist the urge to gasp when he looks up at me. His eye socket was melting and covered glitches, he had bags under his eyes and his face was a sick mixture of green and red. He look like he was going to hurl all over his dark brown coat and red scarf. "Woah there bud, you ok?" I asked, concerned about the skeleton's state. "yeah...er..urp I'm fine.." he mumbled and continued to walk..no, stagger around the shop. He suddenly paused and started to ask for the bathroom but before he could finish his request, maroon coloured liquid began to pour out his teeth, I quickly rushed over to him as he had now crumpled to the floor.

   We had finally made it to the place the small skeleton had mumbled about before passing out. It was an apartment, I quickly set the skeleton down and began to search his pocket. "Score.." i mutter my hand feeling the cold metal object. I insert the key into the hole(heheheheheheheh) and open the front door to be greeted by a messy living room, clothes strewn all over the chair, bottles of beer and pop cans strewn all over the floors, half-finished cigarettes. I shrug it off and lay the skeleton on the sofa, propping him up against the armrest. I just couldn't stand the mess and I got up and got cleaning.

Geno's Pov

I open my eye sockets to be greeted by a sparkling clean living room and a sweet aroma coming from my kitchen. I start to stand up but get pushed back down by a pair of strong, bony(hehehehe) hands. At first, I felt calm and relaxed then panic starts to seep in. A stranger. Was at MY house. And could clean up way better than I could!  I turn my head and follow the pair of hands to meet a skeleton with dark mysterious eye sockets, a black jumper and a hot pink frilly apron. "Who..Are you?"  I ask my voice croaky and barely over a whisper. 

"Hey, I'm Death, at your service"

heh, ok phhheeew..i haven't written in a while.. I hope you like it hehe. welp. Bai!