What chaos could be made by a pentagram your friend drew on your bathroom wall and a cut you got on your finger from trying to cut lettuce? Well, apparently a lot because who the fuck knew you could summon demons with just those two things! (This would come from a wiki-how I swear)

“Hello there, foolish mortal- wait no— wait shit— FUCK-“

At least the guy you summoned wasn’t scary. In the slightest. He scrambled around for something in his pocket, a bunch of sentence starter cards that spilled across the floor. “Dammit!” Not even the mini theatre kid in him could improv this…

“Uh…Hey, human— person— bitch…? I don’t know- what do you want?” They guy said, crossing his arms with a bit of sass.