Here’s what they don’t tell you about it’s just like life. You eat, you sleep, you struggle to pay rent, and friends? Yeah, I still don’t have any. So what’s a girl to do to make end’s meet? Get a job. Everyone who’s anyone knows that the place work in the afterlife is Purgatory Inc. After bumbling through my interview, I’m surprised when I get a call back informing me that I got an entry-level reaper position. The kicker? I have to prove myself right for the position by working with an established team of five smoking hot dudes. At least death was about to get interesting.