"Only during finals." The quip comes out easy as anything while the rest of his mind makes a mad scramble to put together what the hell he'd done last night and-

The book, the KETCHUP, the everything. Shit. That worked? That worked.

And now there's an extremely attractive demon on my sofa with claws and scales and really pretty eyes and oh shit this is gonna end bad

"...I think I've seen this horror movie. Did I offer my soul? Tell me I didn't offer my soul. I wasn't that drunk, was I?"