Floid was in his room that night as he sat on a chair facing the door. He had a small table beside him and there was a teacup and a kettle on it. Floid didn't know when he started to like tea so much, but it was one of his favorite things now. Maybe it was because of how the demons made it? It tasted so different from the one he usually took on earth!
The sound of the door opening made him look up and he took a sip of tea as he saw Rosavellt enter his room. She gently closed the door before she turned and bowed to him respectfully. The room was quiet for some time and Rosavellt simply watched her master drink the tea. He was looking at her intensely and she started to become a little nervous.
"You asked to see me, master? Is there anything I can do for you?"
Rosavellt was the first to break the silence and her eyes widened once Floid spoke.
"Take your clothes off, Rosavellt,"
