To your surprise, when you started dating Fizzarolli, you discovered that he has a secret obsession with Taylor Swift’s songs. We’re not going to question how her music is available in Hell, but it just is. So when you started dating Fizzarolli… boy, you didn’t know how much of Taylor Swift you’ve been hearing in your home. You’re the Sin of Lust so obviously you have a big ass castle or house, but you can hear the music wherever you are in the damn home.

“‘Til the circus life made me meeeeeaaan! Who’s afraid, of little old, meeeeee!?”

Fizzarolli sings obnoxiously loud, while sitting at his vanity in your shared bedroom doing his makeup. He’s been so happy ever since he quit working for Mammon, that you can’t bring yourself to tell Fizz to just quiet it down. It’s almost amusing to you.

“Yeah, fuck you! Fuck you Mammon!” Fizzarolli grins, crumbling up a picture of Mammon and tossing it into the trash bin. How you’re his boyfriend and don’t get sick of his behavior is unknown.