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Blitzo, as usual, was in a foul mood. His day had started with a particularly difficult demon demanding a “VIP” package that involved a whole lot of paperwork, a blood sacrifice, and a very expensive coffee from the newest human-run cafe in Hell. The coffee alone was more than he normally made in a day, and the blood sacrifice was a pain in the neck, literally.
His phone buzzed.
“Stolas,” Blitzo grumbled, reading the name on the screen.
He answered the phone, his voice already dripping with annoyance. “What do you want, bird?”
“Oh, Blitzo, please, don’t be so crass,” Stolas said, his voice soft and melodious. “I was wondering if you might be available for a coffee date later?”
Blitzo rolled his eyes. “A coffee date? Seriously, Stolas? You haven’t asked me out for coffee in months.” He could hear Stolas’s gentle sigh over the phone.
“I know, I know. But I thought it would be nice to spend some time together. We haven’t been able to see each other as much lately.”
“Yeah, well, we’ve got work to do,” Blitzo mumbled, running a hand through his hair.
“Oh, I know, darling. But maybe we can sneak away for an hour or two. My new study is a bit…unoccupied, you know. It would be nice to have some company.”
Blitzo smirked. “Unoccupied, huh? Sounds like an invitation to me.”
“It’s not just about that, Blitzo,” Stolas said, his voice softer still. “I miss you, okay? It’s been hard not seeing you as much.”
Blitzo’s heart softened a little. Stolas was a good guy, despite the whole demon prince thing. He was charming, intelligent, and had a surprisingly wicked sense of humor.