[✗]— Early in the morning, a cold breeze was blowing through the streets and carried some leaves along. It was cold, something many hated and the demon was one of them, one of those who hated the cold and windy weather. He was grateful it wasn't raining, though. Especially grateful there was no thunder as he feared that and not just lightly.
The raven haired was making his way to a small café not too far away from his own apartment. He always went there to get coffee, to wake up a bit as well. As a demon he naturally didn't need sleep, but because he had grown kind of used to the unnecessary luxury he somehow needed a nap from time to time. Not often, though. About once a week, maybe twice. But he enjoyed it way too much to do it only twice a week, so he slept as much as he wanted. Who needed a job when you could steal the money of the corpses that remained after dinner?
Kurai didn't like human foods or drinks at all, he hated coffee too, yet without that coffee in the morning there was no way he'd be fully awake. He ran his fingers through his hair and put his hands in his pockets before ordering a coffee and sitting down beside a table near the window. Such awful weather.
