"You feeling better? You were pretty wasted last time I saw you. Thought I'd check in, see how things were."
Shaundi might be greeted by the sight of shredded and slightly burned bedsheets left in a heap on the floor. Inside said heap with a foot haphazardly sticking out was a very, very hungover demon man that grumbled at the sounds from downstairs... And now the voice in his room.
“Ahntfghthe...” He blinked, trying to stick his head out from the pile of ruined blanket. He immediately retreated when he saw the light coming into the room. “Uuugh.... Shaundi? ’S that you...? Hmn... I’ll get this cleaned up inna... Just in a minute... Didn’t do anything regre... regretful, did I?”








