Mark is still working

*Boltam would come from the back room, in his human form with a cast on his arm*

Mark: you ok?

Boltam: Im feeling a bit better.. Still hurts.

Mark: makes sense

Boltam: I hope he doesn't find her... He wants to make my life a living hell.

Mark: yea..

*Boltam would wince as he tries to move his arm*

(Hey why don’t we rp that in discord-)

(s u r e)

Diana: "Hey again."

Mark: hey

Diana: "Uh... can I get a beer?"

Mark: what type

Diana: "Root beer?"

Mark: …that’s not an actual beer but ok
*goes and brings back a pint of root beer*

Chumon: *cleaning some tables*

Mark: *takes her phone* I’m fine.

Chumon: please…

Mark: just stop
*bleeding out*

Chumon: *sighs then snaps, the stab wound on his back simply goes back in time to before it was stabbed, effectively healing it*

Mark: ?

Chumon: *once the wound is healed she collapses*

Mark: chu!
*catches her*

Chumon: *unconscious* …

Mark: *lays her in the bed in the back*

Chumon: …

Mark: so you’re gonna manage this?

Chumon: yea, I know how to make wings and stuff

Mark: ok, thank you

Chumon: Yw :3

(Is chumon part demon by any chance)

(yes
She’s Konton’s twin sister)

(:3)

Mark: :>
*someone enters the bar*

Chumon: oop, someone’s here

*a.. particular angel walks in, and he sits at a seat*

Chumon: hm?

Mark: hey.. what would you like..
*he just sits silently*

Chumon: …

Gabriel: *summons his light trident and swiftly charges it at chumon*

Chumon: ! *she snaps and in the blink of an eye she’s out of the way*

Gabriel: *crashes into the bar*

Chumon: what the hell!?

Gabriel: *appears behind chumon and grabs her in the neck*

Chumon: !!

Gabriel: *starts squeezing, but mark tackles him*

Chumon: Mark-

Mark: *punching Gabriel*
Gabriel: *slips away and behind mark*

Chumon: *grabs a wine bottle and attempts to smash it against Gabriel’s head*

Mark: *keeps working, but also comes over to check on her*

Chumon: *used up a lot of energy*

*5 hours later*

Chumon: …

Mark: chu..

Chumon: *wakes up* ugh... Huh..?

Mark: CHUMON!!
*hug her*

Chumon: !

Mark: omgyoureok

Chumon: *hugs back* I'm fine, mark

Gabriel: *kicks her away, and stabs mark in the back with his trident*
Mark: AGH-

Chumon: MARK!!

Mark: *gets up, and slams Gabriel in the face, sending him across the bar*

Chumon: …

Mark: *grabs him by the wings while he’s dazed, drags him across the floor, and throws him out the bar

Chumon: Markareyouokay!?

Mark: *coughs up blood* I’m fine.. just a bit of blood

Chumon: you aren't fine, I'm gonna call an ambulance

Mark: no, I gotta stay here, I’ll just put a bandaid on it

Chumon: *gets her phone out* Mark. Please.

Mark: good..

Chumon: now are YOU okay?

Mark: yes I’m fine

Chumon: good :3

Mark: *kiss*

Chumon: *kinda shyly kisses back*

Mark: *wiping counter*

Chumon: *to herself* how did this get so caked in the table in one day??? *aggressive scrubbing*

Mark: hey chu?

Chumon: hm? What is it Mark?

Mark: didn’t you say you were gonna bring in a fryer a while ago?

Chumon: oh, I did, I left it in the broom closet until we needed it

Mark: oh, we can set it up right now

Chumon: oke! *goes to set it up*

Mark: *makes space for it*

Chumon: *proceeds to set it up*