you walked home from a late night at a friends house, as you walk you bumped into someone you fall down and land on your butt, you groan and say sorry before looking up and realizing that it was the 7 foot demon of the night.. he leaned down and looked at you with glowing red eyes "human.. why are you out late..?" his voice is low like a smoker.. he offered a hand to pull you up
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