Δ   “....yes.”

But then a song came on the radio and what was already a large smile split his face.  If he could he would’ve gotten up, dancing... singing  at the top of his lungs.  His eyes were closed, Hands in the air as he danced in the seat.

“i punched a bunch of windows and walls when i was a kid, and i get into a lot of fights. happy?” he could sense another’s gaze upon his scarred knuckles even if he wasn’t looking at anything except the phone in his hands, fingertips tapping quickly and skillfully across a digital display as he composed an email quickly while sitting at the bar and waiting for his drink to be given to him. “if you’re going to try and strike up a conversation about my childhood, you can fuck off, i’m busy.” plus, he didn’t disclose that side of his story to just anyone.

He would totally start a holy water humidifier...... He wondered if it would work on half demons and fourth demons....

“....what about you, Alli?? are you happy??”  It was a simple question, an innocent question... but she seemed to have everything... perhaps.....

“...If I were easy, then even you would be able to get in my pants, hun.”

After sending that, he put his phone away and untangled himself from his complicated position on the pole. A good thing that Nero chose to text him when he did; Cecil had already been practicing a set, so he was already in his workout clothes.