#coldxprxncess

Erik was able to return home a little earlier than usual from work and set himself up with a coffee in his hand and the sound of classical music playing in the background as he unwound himself from the day by relaxing back on the couch. His eyes were closing when the sound of a woman’s voice caught his attention and they quickly fluttered open again. “Hello. You must be Alice.” The demon looked at the woman with a warm and genuine smile before he pulled himself up to his feet and gave a small bow of his head. “Is everything okay?” He asked with the mention of his name, the smile still warm on his lips.

“You better, I really liked those!” She pouted, bringing two fingers to trail down her cheeks to imitate tears. “It’s okay though, there’s still some left.”  Picking up the box from the ground, she offered the open box to the other. “Want some?” 

“But yes, really.” She nodded, stepping closer towards the girl as she put down the lunch box at a nearby table. “I made it fresh this morning. Thought you might need some energy. Eat up because I made lots! Though I didn’t manage to make some soup...”

Okay so like... I wanted to eat this whole turkey this one time, but my husband said that I couldn’t do it and did you know what I did? I bought that turkey home and had a feast all by myself. It was like... a one man party turkey feast. Have you ever done something like this before? 

“Hey! Good to see you again!” He waved at her.

“You know... I can’t think of anything worse? Why would you want all that getting stuck up your nose like reverse bogies?” His own nose wrinkled up at the thought of suffocating under the crap,  but it begged the question.... why? FOR WHAT PURPOSE DOES IT HOLD? Or really, was it one of those new hipster things to do that made Howon generally squint... “is this like, aesthetic death now?”

         ❝That's actually good, you control them❞ he smiled at her and lifted her chin gently. ❝If you ever need help, I’m always available❞