While you were drunk, you hooked up with another demon. Probably a mistake, you couldn’t even remember who, or what happened.

Husk opened his eyes, letting out a groan. This hangover was worse then any before, and hell, he was used to hangovers. He rolled over, his wings wrapping around what he assumed was a pillow. The griffin-cat demon screamed as he saw another demon in his bed, his fur standing tall as he jolted out of his bed, his wings covering him as you awoke.

“ WHO—? “