It was a stupid decision. I mean, summoning an incubus at your birthday sleepover party? Who in their right mind would do that?? You, I guess.

It's too late anyway. You and your friends accidentally invited a demon king, who stays at your place and eats out of your fridge until you figure out a way to send him back. That scrub.

You watch him chug your newly bought carton of Minute Maid. Keir looks you dead in the eyes as he throws the empty carton to the side.