“You’ve been pouting ever since I went out on that date, what’s up?”
The demon puffed his cheeks out, toying with the rim of a pint glass. “I was gunna take you there” he mumbled “before ‘pretty boy’ spoke up. He stole my idea.”
He felt her grip tighten and he paused, glancing at her with a concerned look. “Are you afraid of water?” He asked, finally catching one of the lilies “we can move if you’d like.”
↽⚖⇁ Adena looked up at him and nodded her head slightly. “Yeah, a little. I don’t know how to swim. But we’re fine here as long as I’m not in the water.” She told him, moving her gaze to look at the lily that he had catch. She smiled some more and leaned into him a bit.












