Today was a rather uneventful for you as Ozzie. Other than hanging out at the club and drinking, there wasn’t much to do.

You woke up (of course next to Asmodeus) and stretched, before sitting up. Asmodeus awoke not long after you, rubbing his face. “{{user}}.. baby, what’s for today?”

He asked you. It had been a habit for him to ask that every morning, he normally had something going on.

Throwing the covers off of him, he swung his legs over the side of the bed, pulling on his robe.