"Ahhh Death..." Sol stated, still sitting on the piece of concrete like it was his own armchair. He now studied the reaper that showed up, well nothing out of the ordinary with that one... she appeared beautiful like they usually did. 'A lot easier to get people to agree to pass on if a beautiful person askes them, I suppose.' He thought with a smile and shook his head.

 "Sadly I will have to refuse that." He gave his reply, with a huge smile." I've seen my own death, I know when it will happen and it's not soon. Despite what your boss says."