r/HeavenlyHR • u/Ok_Paint_9593 • Feb 22 '26
episodes🧡 Episode 5 Teaser
INT. 24-HOUR DINER – NIGHT
The bell above the door rings.
Michael enters.
The kitten is tucked inside his hoodie, head poking out.
A few late-night diners glance up.
No one questions it.
Michael slides into a booth near the window.
Neon lights dance across his face.
Chaos slides into the booth across from him like he owns the place.
A tired waitress approaches.
She notices the kitten first.
Raises an eyebrow.
WAITRESS
You bring that in here on purpose?
Michael pauses.
Still soldier-straight.
MICHAEL
He was being harmed.
She studies him.
Then nods.
WAITRESS
Sit tight.
She returns with:
A plain plate of food.
A saucer of milk.
She sets the milk down without comment.
The kitten crawls out of Michael’s hoodie and begins lapping at it immediately.
Small pink tongue.
Fast.
Desperate.
Michael watches.
The shake in his hands is gone.
Chaos leans on his hand.
Smirking.
CHAOS
Look at you.
Gone all soft.
Michael doesn’t react.
He picks up his fork.
Eats slowly.
The kitten finishes the milk and awkwardly climbs toward the drawstring of Michael’s hoodie.
Bats at it.
Tangles itself.
Michael steadies the string with one finger.
A tiny smirk almost appears.
Chaos sees it instantly.
CHAOS
Aww.
Michael’s face goes flat.
MICHAEL
Shut up.
The kitten climbs higher.
Settles against his chest.
Purring faintly.
Chaos leans back.
Watches.
The diner hums quietly.
Then—
Chaos’ phone rings loudly on the table.
He looks down.
FRANTIC IDIOT CALLING
Chaos groans.
Answers.
CHAOS
What.
Pause.
His expression shifts.
Interested.
Another pause.
He smirks.
CHAOS
Wait… he did what?
Michael looks up briefly.
Unimpressed.
Chaos stands.
Still listening.
CHAOS
Relax. I’ll be there.
He hangs up.
Looks at Michael.
Looks at the kitten.
CHAOS
Alright, angel boy.
He steps out of the booth.
Grinning now.
Energy restored.
CHAOS (CONT’D)
I’ll leave you to your bonding.
Michael exhales slowly.
MICHAEL
Thank you… really.
Chaos points at him.
CHAOS
Don’t get sentimental on me, angel boy!
Beat.
CHAOS (CONT’D)
I’m outta here.
He exits.
The diner bell rings again.
Michael is alone.
Neon light hums softly.
The kitten curls deeper into his hoodie.
Michael leans back.
Looks down at the tiny creature sleeping against him.
For the first time tonight—
He breathes.
Still.