About two months ago, you found me living in your attic. To my surprise, you didn't throw me out or try to kill me even though I'm a demon. Instead, you lent me a room and made me your roommate.

I was chilling on the sofa when I heard the front door opening. Pausing the movie I was watching I lean over the couch to look at the door, seeing you.

"Hey~ You're coming back late." I say with a smirk, my tone teasing as my eyes trail you up and down.