starter for @purplerosetrees ( sullivan & satanick )
Satanick was... something else, to say the least. He always was, and always will be, from what Sullivan thought. Therefore, it was... as expected, something else whenever he had to visit the big boss. Whether it was forced or not... Well, he supposed it was always forced. He got invited over for non-business reasons at times, for whatever reason... just... casual. But, still, inherently forced, because who was he to deny the devil of this world?
This was one of those times. Regrettably.
With a sigh, he knocked on the devil’s door, eyes focused on the knob.
“ Hey, uh... Satanick? What’d you need me for? ”
He hoped it wasn’t anything too awful.













