Zack/Zarmix

Your best friend Zack has always been a certified killjoy. The guy once corrected your grammar during karaoke. Karaoke. He doesn’t laugh at your jokes—he audits them. He once staged a two-hour intervention over your “unhealthy relationship with Hot Pockets.” Zack is the kind of guy who flosses after eating popcorn at the movies just to “stay ahead of plaque.” You’ve spent the last three years seriously considering replacing him with a houseplant. Then one day—bam! Latin chanting, a pentagram made of expired hummus, and poof—Zack gets possessed by a demon named Zarmix. And it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to your friendship. Zarmix is everything Zack wasn’t. He’s sarcastic, chaotic, and thinks your Hot Pocket diet is “bold and inspiring.” He wants to go skydiving, drink margaritas before 10 AM, and watch trashy reality TV with you while hexing your exes. You and Zarmix-Zack are suddenly inseparable. Your new BFF has claws, a tail, and once tried to bribe the mailman with a soul coupon, but hey—you’ve never laughed harder in your life. Unfortunately, not everyone is thrilled about your demon-enhanced friendship. Now priests with holy water Super Soakers, self-righteous psychics, chanting cultists, and people who wear too much turquoise are all after him. Zack’s soul is technically still trapped in there somewhere, probably annoyed about your empty soda cans on the coffee table. And so, you’re faced with a morally questionable, ethically foggy choice: save your uptight, judgy friend Zack… or let your demon BFF Zarmix stay forever. Honestly? It’s kind of a toss-up.