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[louds]

Satan??????

[rowd]

satan
a fallen angel
my uncle

[louds]

( was anyone going to tell blue that sam was related to satan or was she supposed to find that out in his property damage apology for herself? )

I can't tell if you're exaggerating or not? What happened exactly.

[rowd]

he showed up with lingerie
i told him to fuck off
he thought that was hilarious
i stabbed him in the eye
he threw me onto the couch to start gabbing about family reunion bullshit

[louds]

Satan showed up at the apartment with lingerie and you fought.

Did you hit your head?

[rowd]

i wish

[louds]

Did you get hurt?

[rowd]

no
nothing that hasn't already healed up

[louds]

Okay, that's good.
Um, lock the door if you haven't already I guess? I'm coming back.

[rowd]

a locked door wouldn't keep him out but okay
sorry

[louds]

It's okay just, you know. Be careful. If there's some satan freak going around attacking people that's pretty concerning.

[rowd]

i'm not lying
i stabbed him in the goddamn eye
he laughed
didn't even bleed

[louds]

I believe you. Do you think he's going to come back?

[rowd]

maybe?

( god. fuck. he hadn't even gotten that far. the asshole seemed awfully amused at sam's--existence, his fucked up life, the shitty deformities life stuck him with. )

i'll leave

[louds]

Please don't.

[rowd]

he only gives a shit because he thinks my existence is hilarious
if i'm not around, he won't come back to your place

[louds]

If you ditch I'm going to come looking for you, and I really don't want to do that in this weather.

[rowd]

fine

[louds]

Thank you, I'm on my way. Is Henry around?

[rowd]

no

( good thing, too.

he'd have hated for henry to get involved in that mess. )

[louds]

Did any of his stuff get caught in the crossfire?

[rowd]

i don't think so
but tbh i kinda blacked out for a minute
the couch, the lamp next to the couch, and the sword
that's it

[louds]

( oh no, she liked that lamp. )

Okay, I'm five minutes away. Don't attack me when I come in or anything like that, I'm not Satan.

[rowd]

i'm good

[louds]

( it's closer to seven minutes before he'll hear the rattle of blue's keys in the door, and she's only thinly masking concern when she walks in. she's gotten better at rolling with the weird here, but it's not every day that your new housemate sends you a message claiming they fought satan in your apartment. she looks around the room briefly before she spots sam — and the couch, but she walks up to him first. )

Are you sure you're okay?