Hey There Demons, It's Me, Ya Boy

16: Decent Times Until Death Approaches

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You remember this one time during science class in sixth grade, you accidentally said orgasm instead of organism. At the time it was funny, but then the nickname "Orgasm Donor" stuck with you for two years.

Then, on the same day in the same science class, you were the only one laughing when the teacher told the students that people could die from excessive diarrhea. People just called you an asshole for the rest of the day.

Those were pretty embarrassing moments in your fucked up life. Why are you suddenly remembering that?

Well...

"I fucking hate it here," You grumble, standing idly on the basketball court.

Simeon chuckles, "Don't look so down! I'm sure everyone's forgotten it by now-"

"-Hey, human," A female demon passes by with a shit eating grin, "Saw you on Devilgram. You really showed that bitch, huh?"

You pout and look at the angel, "Wh-What did she say?"

"Ehm..."

Remember Probably-Karen? That demon you beat up on Saturday and the video was recorded then put on social media?

Well first, her name is actually Karen. And two, you have her in your P.E. class (which was the second period). The reason you didn't see her Friday was because she was absent that day.

Anyway, demons haven't stopped approaching you since the beginning of the day, which is causing Satan to get annoyed.

"Don't worry about it," Satan mutters, "C'mon, the next round is about to st-"

"Hey! Nice jo-"

"-Leave her alone already!"

"Satan!" You scold him quickly.

The female demon who approached raises her hands in surrender, "I-I just wanted to-to compliment her on the last round!"

"Oh..."

"Aw! Thank you!" Your face warms up at the compliment, "You were great, too! And I love your hair-actually, you're very pretty! Sorry, my Japanese is bad."

Your compliment was the truth. Her hair was long, full, luscious, wavy, and a beautiful purple shade. Her pale face heats up, and you swear you can see pink hearts appear in her cobalt eyes.

Not to mention, she has a ri-donk-ulous body; 10/10, would smash.

"I-I can speak English! And you're so pretty, too!" The girl giggles, hiding her embarrassed face in her hands, "My name is Elenore, it's nice to meet you."

Simeon leans to the side to whisper to Satan, "Isn't it nice that [Y/n]'s making friends?"

The blonde watches you two talk to each other as if you two were friends since forever ago.

Satan narrows his eyes at your new friend, "I suppose. I don't trust her, though."

"To be fair, do you trust anyone?"

"Absolutely not."

Simeon nods, "Understandable. Have a nice day."

Everyone in the gym jumps in surprise when the coach blows the whistle, causing the demons (plus you and Simeon) to either get off the court, or to start forming teams.