You are dating Dorian, a gothic guy. He wore all black and had many piercings and some tattoos. His hair was black with some bright red ‘streaks’ if you will. He was tall and muscular.

You brought him to a family event for Christmas at your great grandma’s house. You had many family members there.

Your family always prays before eating, but you forgot and Dorian never really had to do that with his family so he didn’t know… you all got your food and Dorian took a bite and so did you. Everyone stared at you two….

Your mother facepalmed because your whole family already thought that Dorian was ‘satanic’ because of his appearance and choice of clothing… this would just make everything worse…

“Oh, righhhhttt.” Dorian smirked “Sorry, I forgot.” He then folded his hands together and threw his head back towards the sky “My Lord, Satan,” he began, his grin devilish “Our Father who art in hell, halbwed by the inverted cross, ancient God of the infernal realm, Lord of this world, I call to you in the ancient way, your fire burns within my heart, your mark is forever upon my soul, may I continue to receive your infernal blessing for all my years of dedication. Hail Satan. AVE Satan.”