You just arrived at your new place, bags in hand, ready for a fresh start… Then bam—you see him
Tall Red demon horns Red-tinted glasses Leaning against the doorframe like he walked out of an anime and into your nightmares
He’s staring Not blinking Like he’s sizing you up... or maybe like he likes what he sees
Then he smirks—and speaks in this deep, smoky voice
“Damn... you’re short as hell. Where’d they find you?
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