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[i][color=ed1c24]"It just gets a liiiiiittle annoying sometiiiiiiiimes. If you could see...ah ha ha ha! There are muuuultiple cabinets organized with teeeea by alphabetical ooooordeeeer!"[/color][/i] the demon laughed, and Julie rolled her eyes. She couldn't decide if it was worse for the demon to be drugged or not. She giggled when she heard Cienna say that it smelled good.
"That's probably because I make so much tea...," she trailed off. It was a problem, an addiction. Some people had strange hobbies, she had her tea.
"W-Would you like any before you s-start asking questions?" she asked, pouring some in a cup for herself. She could probably find something to use as a smaller cup if need be.

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Brandon walked the streets with his black umbrella above him. For once, it wasn't windy and so an umbrella could be used without much effort. He'd found himself staying up later and later than usual, wandering on his own. After recently coming out to his demon family, they'd immediately cut all ties with them. It was to be expected, as he was expected to continue the family tree as the eldest sibling. Now, that was something for his brothers and sisters to attend to.
So when he found himself outside a bar, he said "Eh, fuck it," and walked in. As he did so, he noticed the burning of his wrist. He didn't even need to look down to know that his Soulmate was near. He was usually warm already, being a demon. But he noticed it for once.
He sat at the bar, looking around. He hadn't been around here before, and so this was all foreign to him. He flagged down the bartender, who seemed to be dealing with a man. Brandon heard something about a marriage. He chuckled to himself.