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Phil shook his head at Jeno who was soaking wet on his doorstep, he had no clue why the man was wet but he’d find out soon. “Okay why the hell are you soaking wet?”
Sends the Junk ship
who falls asleep on the couch: probably both.
who wakes up first: Phil, cause he probably would still be awake due to his insomnia he often gets.
who cooks the most: Jeff, Phil most like just call Pizza and Ice Cream a meal.
who’s in charge of the tv remote: Phil haha
who takes the longest getting ready: Jeff..
who takes up most of the bed: Probably Jeff, seeing Phil would most likey be up all night, seeing how Phil’s insomnia he often gets.
if/what pets they have: They’d probably have a dog.
jenoenigma replied to your post:>.< Sore Throat.. Gah xc
//:( Get better bby
//Thanks xc
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It wasn't that he was tired of food. Gluttony becoming sick at the thought of such would have been great irony. But as he went about his daily schedule, Beelzebub ever so often couldn't help but notice that people liked to forget that there was so much more to Gula.. People stuffed themselves with anything and everything; consume, consume, consume, wether it were king sized burger menus, all-you-can-fuck flatrates in the local fun house or the indulgence in luxury in the form of expensive shoes, fast cars and huge mansions. People always wanted, and whatever they wanted, they liked to have a lot of it. Tonight, Beelzebub had decided that it was time to turn away from the food and tend to some of his other businesses. Thus he once again packed his metaphorical bags, opened himself a neat little portal from Hell leading up to Earth - and stepped through the gate within mere seconds. Wondering where the fragile planet had decided to let him in this time, and where exactly he would end up for the start of his evening.