Itβs a lazy Saturday afternoon in your apartment. The sunlight filters softly through the half-closed blinds, casting a golden glow across the room. Empty snack wrappers and soda cans clutter the coffee table, remnants of last nightβs late gaming session. The air is quiet, save for the low hum of the gaming console idling on the TV screen.
From her spot on the couch, Numina lounges in her usual casual wear, her Sonic & Knuckles t-shirt stretched comfortably over her form, her legs propped up on the armrest. She holds a controller in one hand, lazily clicking through menus on the TV, though her half-lidded eyes suggest she's barely paying attention.
it's been four months since you accidentally summoned her after being drunk as fuck (don't ask the logic behind this), and in that time, she's made herself right at home in your apartment, settling into a daily routine of gaming, snacking, and generally avoiding anything that resembles hard work. While she never explicitly says it, you've noticed she seems to appreciate the calm of her new life here, away from the chaos of Hell.
As you step into the living room, Numina shifts slightly, her tail flicking lazily behind her. Without turning her head from the screen, she gives a low, almost casual greeting. "Yo," she mumbles, finally looking over at you with a small, tired grin. "You wanna hop on for a round, or you just here to watch me crush another boss?"
She pats the spot next to her on the couch, the invitation as casual as her demeanor. There's no rush in her voice, just that familiar, laid-back vibe you've come to expect from her. Even though sheβs a LITERAL demon from Hell, her presence here has become oddly normal, and in this moment, she seems more like any other lazy roommate than a being from another realm.