★ 『fifteen』

[idkmybffsatan]

Now that everyone knows my Father sold my soul to the devil, I guess there's no point in trying to come off as a perfectly normal loser. Instead, I'll just be a freakish loser. Whatever, I don't even care anymore.

Right now, I want to sink myself in a tub of ice and not come out until winter because it's fucking hot. Can't the deities turn off the

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[cal_sitter]

Around here, there are stranger ways to have gone through life.

[idkmybffsatan]

I guess I'm just another monkey in the circus freak show.

[cal_sitter]

The circus freak shows, in my experience, don't come with a literal "my father sold my soul" clause. It's bad for business.

[idkmybffsatan]

But they could stick me in a cage and laugh at me! Look at that idiot who's soul belongs to the devil.

[cal_sitter]

It lacks visual impact.

[idkmybffsatan]

I'll wear a monocle, top hat, and cane?

[cal_sitter]

In your case, something more evocative of the popular conception of devils might be more appropriate.

[idkmybffsatan]

Hey, just because your soul belongs to the devil doesn't mean you sprout cloven hooves and horns.

[cal_sitter]

I wouldn't know. I deal in monsters who live in New York and worry more about eating you than about your fate in the afterlife.

[idkmybffsatan]

...And I'm guessing that when you say monsters you don't mean the supposed alligators that live in the New York sewers?

[cal_sitter]

There is on occasion a boggle in the sewers. You might mistake her for an alligator if you're drunk.

[idkmybffsatan]

Boggle?

[cal_sitter]

Roughly eight feet tall, scaled, lives in mud pits and feeds muggers to her brood in Central Park.

[idkmybffsatan]

Sounds pleasant. What do you hunt that thing with swords, chicken wigs, and very large nets?

[cal_sitter]

For the most part, my brother and I leave her alone.