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

"Hm." The look on her face became shrowded and mysterious and she stood up off the bed.

It was at this moment he knew, he fucked up.

(It was at this moment Razin knew

he fucked up)

Lil opened the door and walked downstairs.

He followed her, "You're not angry or anything, right?"

"Of course not." She growled as she put her shoes on.

"I'm feeling some aggression," He said timidly, "You know they never meant anything, it was only one night stands, drunk ones at that."

That didn't seem to help at all. She stayed in her frosty silence on her way out the door.

"And they were all in the past." He attempted again, following her out the door. He turned to lock it.

"So?" Her pronunciation of the word told him that he was somewhat soothing her.

"So it was before I knew you, before I fell madly in love with you," He smiled, looking lovingly at his wife.

She cracked a reluctant grin and glared at him briefly. "You were so stupid! You know what you could've gotten!"

(heh demons don't get STDs btw)

"I was stupid, so stupid," He agreed, thinking that pointing out that getting an STD would've been impossible wouldn't be a good idea.

She threw him a nasty look and pushed the key into its hole. She started the car and began driving.

(Ah, gtg. Bye)
He quickly jumped into the car before she started driving, "What can I say to make this better?" He asked, not sure what to say or do.

(Okay, bye)

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong." She growled as she sped up.

"Something's wrong," He said cautiously.

"No, there isn't." She said with a tone of finality.

"Okay," He dragged the word out, letting the conversation drop.

They pulled onto a freeway in frosty silence. It was so cold, you could make ice cream.

He looked out the window, watching the fields pass. After 20 more minutes of driving, they arrived at Lil's parent's house.

When they got out of the car, and up to her parent's house, a man that went up to Razin's shoulder answered the door. He had lank black hair and was muscular, and in between his thick fingers, he held a cigar, which was smoldering gently. He had the same pointy teeth as Lil and his lips were pointing upward in the same fashion.
"Ah! Lil, my child!" He gasped, and hugged her. "How are you doing?"
Lil grinned at her father. "Quite well, daddy, thank you. And you?"
"Doing nicely, sweetie." He looked over at Razin. "I expect you're treating her well?"
Lil muttered something under her breath neither of the men caught.

"I like to think I am," He smiled politely.

The man pulled away from his daughter as she did so, and nodded approvingly. "Good. Alright, come in, come in." He beckoned them as he backed into his home.

Razin waited for Lil to go in before him and he shut the door behind them.

Lil's father swept them towards the table and pulled Lil's chair out for her. "Azeeellllee! Azele! Lil and Razin are here!"
"Oh! Tell them the food is almost ready!"
He turned towards them with a grin. "The food is almost ready."

"Wonderful," He said, taking a seat next to Lil, "May I ask what it is?"

Lil's father laughed a hearty laugh. "No idea!"

"I guess it'll be a surprise for everyone then," He clasped his hands together, "Is there anything I can help with?"

He waved his hand, while the other put the cigar in his mouth. "No, no m'boy. Azele will get mad at me if I let you." He laughed again.

He smiled, nodding, "So, what have you been up to lately?"