"Drop it already."
Dawn stuck her tongue out at my words. She then leaned back and smacked her sheets.
I was glad she didn't have any thoughts about my change. Especially since she was an angel, the antithesis of a demon's existence.
'I only care about you dusk, humans demons or angels, all of them can go die in a ditch,' she had said.
"What did you bring me?" She asked. "You better have brought something brat."
"How demanding," I muttered as I closed the door and walked over to her. Titania also floated over and rested atop Dawn's head.
"I am your savior right now, I can demand your life."
"What happened to the whole speech about cutting it even?"
"I'll say I am slightly at the top?"
Fair.
I actually couldn't argue with that.
"I brought you some Sachertorte from the Sachertorte faction."
