You Can't Leave the Demon to His Demons (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

“CN we do that more often?” She thought out loud, getting out of bed to take a shower.

He didn't respond, just stirred feebly and groaned gently in pain.

(whispers payten did you die again?)

“I’ll take that as a yes” she got in the shower and had peace and quiet once again.
lets make today a good and quiet day she silently prayed to herself.

(Sorry firmed, I thought it posted but I guess it didn’t)

(Das ok. And why didja call me firmed? xD)

He didn't respond at all, or to very much that she did. Even when she stubbed her toe (he usually acts up when she's in pain), he didn't do much. Just stirred feebly and groaned.

(Auto correct. I meant friend.)
She went about her day and was mostly in silence. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong. He never went more than 5 minutes with out making noise, let alone the entire day.

(dawwwwww i'm honored. you're my friend too ^~^)

At least the meeting went well, she was able to tell herself, without any interruptions from him, she was able to get a raise.

Why is he so silent all of a sudden. Shat happened between yesterday and today? she thought as she was driving home.

She got home safely and walked into her home, which was quiet and lonely as usual.

(Friend?)

(Hi I won't be on tomorrow until 5PM because of a band thing, but i'm not going offline tonight until 12ish.)

(Sorry I’ve had some family stuff going on and I’ll be busy tomorrow so I won’t be on much)

(Okay, I'm here now.)

(Hey I had a long da. Sorry I didn’t respond sooner)

(That's alright!)

(Okay!)

She got home safely and walked into her home, which was quiet and lonely as usual.

(may we continue? It's your turn ^)

She she walked inside and decided to make dinner.
“Would you like anything?” She asked, not even sure if he could eat.

He stirred and said nothing. His presumably 'healthy' black wing stirred.

“Okay… I guess not.” She said turning to the pantry to find something to eat. “Any recommendations for dinner?” She asked peering over her shoulder at him.

His shoulder twitched and his whiter broken wing twitched too. He said nothing and kept his back to her.

She turned around and continued digging through the pantry for dinner.

(Lolol it was my dad's bday yesterday sorry)

She could barely hear him breathing anymore, which was quite rare since she often heard him breathing in nightmares and in waking moments.

(It’s all good)
“Are you okay?” She asked, stirring the Chili aside and pasta.

She heard him exhale which sounded humanly normal; something wasn't right. He never breathed normally. Usually, his chest would bounce up and down as if he were panicking or just finished running really fast in heat.

“Guess not…?” She trailed off.

The man sighed gently and ignored her.

“Okay then.” She turned back to her stove and the food was done. She made herself a bowl and sat down at the table to eat.

He stirred a little and tilted his nose up a little as if hoping it was unnoticeable.