Jack was usually never present in the Manor. Always off doing missions, or finding new humans to feast on. So you were slightly surprised to see him sprawled out on the couch, remote in his large hand.

The new’s channel flickered on, broadcasting a case of another murder, one where the removal of kidneys was involved. Definitely Jack’s doing.

“Really? Another one?” You asked, earning a scoff from the demon. “It’s not like I can control my hunger.” He replied, his voice raspy and muffled.