The Demons Making a Living RP (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

"Yeah, sounds good. I'll call them in a bit."

"Okay." Lil nodded and leaned back into the couch. Killian giggled for no reason.

"Strange child," Razin commented, looking at the baby he was refering too.

Killian leaned back into Lil and giggled somemore.

"Fasinating, so that's the meaning of life." Razin nodded.

Killian leaned forward and Lil straightened him back up.

"Truly you are one of the masters of this age."

Killian cooed and spit all over his face. Lil tenderly cleaned it off.

"Amazing, you should go to Harvard."

Lil rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Razin."

He chuckled, "I'm just building his confidence."

Lil sighed. "He's four months old."

"Never too early," He smiled.

Lil shook her head and set the rag down. "At least you're supportive."

"That does help out when raising a child."

"Yes, it does."

He stretched and leaned back into the couch. He looked at the clock 12:39, "Lunch Time."

"Mmmmm… what're you planning?"

"To eat," He said simply, getting up from the couch.

"What specifically?"

"Food," He responded unhelpfully.

"Oh my god. WHAT SPECIFICALLY?"

"Yummy food," He grinned, walking over to the door.

"Ugh… nevermind…"

"What do you want?" He asked, leaning against door way.

"I was curious what you wanted, then you uninspired me."

"I truly apologise, I'll bring you up a sandwich."

Lil rolled her eyes and sat Killian back against her again.

He quickly jumped down the stairs and skidded into the kitchen. He began making the sandwiches."

Killian giggled again and Lil grinned. "What are you laughing about, love?"