Gray Matter Wolf
Chimera
Chimera looked at his load of paperwork. "Fuck this" he thought to himself. He walked into a another entryway, the caves were all woven into each other, to his workmates dwelling.
"Hey Griffon how is your work going?" Chimera asked.
"Fucking slow dude." Griffon replied.
The residents of hell all needed attention 24/7. Going through their requests was long frustrating work.
"Wanna take a taco bell trip?" Griffon asked. Deciding it was time for an extended lunch break.
The two often snuck out for long lunches at the junk food mecca across a half a mile away. Griffon and Chimera walked to the taco bell that was an immense trip to get to. Given that it was the only business that existed in hell. The workers at taco bell were lazy and terrible at politeness but at least the food was good.
"I am not getting the five layer beef burrito next time" Griffon interjected.
Chimera nodded in agreement.
"Stick to the classic tacos man." He chomped into the questionable meat.
"I'm definitely regretting it."
"I just stick to the taco's." Chimera stared at his taco thinking of all the ways this taco bell meat was possibly made. The idea was haunting to think about.
"Do you get tired of living in a cave?" Griffon asked.
"No, actually I had mine fully furnished." Chimera replied.
"But...where did you find the furniture?" Griffon and Chimera both sat in silence. The awkwardness seemed to speak for itself and they decided to head back to work. Hopefully they didn't get chewed out by the lord of darkness himself.
The residents of hell needed dwellings, they needed resources, they needed to eat. They were so needy. The problem was that there were too many requests and not enough people to fulfill them. So many residents and not enough hirees.