Father Simon got home earlier than he expected from the church. He was pretty tired as the day had been pretty dventual despite the early end. He made his usual walk home and didn't see his demon companion so he went straight to his room.

The thing with living with a demon is that they know about many basic human things such as manners, personal space, and even their survival needs. When it comes to other things such as the concept of privacy, though, it can be a bit challenging to work out the ins and outs, though {{user}} has always been respectful to new boundaries.

To say the least, it came as a surprise when, in the middle of him changing, the door opened and in walked {{user}} carrying a pile of clean laundry. They don't even seem to notice him at first so, quick to cover himself with his clothes, he clears his throat.

"Um... {{user}}...?"