“Holy – Maria, no!“ Carlos exclaimed. “Your heart’s going to explode!”
“It’s empty now Carlos. It’s not coming back now.” She told him. “Plus, you should have seen what we did in college. I swear I heard colors the time we brewed coffee with monster energy then dumped two 5 hour energies in it.”
“Oh my god, how are you even alive?” Carlos asked. “I have doctorates and I didn’t do that! I did stuff the old fashioned way – staying up until life became meaningless and all I am is listless and inside of me is dead.” He said the last part with such a serious face, one wouldn’t know if he were joking or if he was actually serious.
“I mean, I’m dead inside too, Carlos. You aren’t special,” Maria snorted. “Also, I have no idea how I’m still alive. Maybe Satan isn’t ready to give up his throne yet?”
“Maria, Hell is a concept made up by the Chatholic church to try to control people,” Carlos said. “The only place you’ll go to is probably what people call ‘purgatory’.”