Prologue: the day before they met part 1

Joder, why does this bed have to be so damn comfortable, thought Vaggie as she crawled out of bed to start her day. She began her day like always changing out of her white nightgown with golden highlights. Vaggie open her dresser and pull out a new pair of undergarments, they were a pure white bra and panty, she put the old one into the hamper. Vaggie first put on her undergarments then she put on her minidress, slides the black leggings on to her legs, after that she put on her white- sash belt and long white gloves and heeled thigh-high boots, underneath which she also put on an additional pair of long dark gray gloves and thigh-length stockings. Vaggie grabs her angelic spear and make her way to the training room. Vaggie walks past two exorcist angels placing bets, "200 hundred on Vaggie getting more kills tomorrow then Lute," said the one on the right. The one on the left says "I bet 300 Lute will get more kills than Vaggie tomorrow". Should we really be betting on the who would kill more souls? it seems like something sinners would do not winners maybe I am just overthinking things it not my place to question orders from above, thought Vaggie as countinues her way to the training room.