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Summon your future (Jimmy Page)

-(Y/N), your shot!

-Ugh, again?

-I went, last time, so it's your turn!

-For the love of...Erm...Satan...Yeah, ok!

I got up from my comfy sofa, headed towards the magic demon door, greeting the boss on my way. He stopped me:

-Hey (Y/N), I have to warn you. That guy is one of the weird obsessed ones. But, eh, it's the first time he actually summons a demon, so he might be a bit weirded out. 

-Yeah, that's okay, thanks Satan. See y'all later!

I took a deep breath, crossed the door, yelling:

-Who dared?

I ended up in some fancy ass hotel, a beautiful guy with long black wavy hair staring at me in shock. 

-Oh dear, I sighed, before speaking up again. Yo, my dude, what the fuck you want? I was doing something, y'know!

Yeah. Sleeping on my couch. But that's a detail, right?

-You-You-You're a demon? An... An actual demon?

His british accent was absolutely adorable.

-Yeah, I guess. Well, uh, more of a... Demoness? If that exists?

Suddenly, he beamed, jumping around excitedly like a little child. He stopped, though, to ask:

-So, if I ask you something, I'll have to pay you with... My soul?

-Yeah? Well, depends on what, really, but you're supposed to...

-I would gladly give my soul to a pretty lady like you, he winked. 

I smirked.

-Okay, flirt. What do you want?

-Well... He looked pained. I need help to stop heroin. Like, now.

-Oh. Ah, well, that's pretty easy!

-He looked up hopefully.

-Y'know, he spoke with his perfect british accent, my last girlfriend left me because of the drugs... But she was a cunt anyways!

-Uh... Okay?

-Yeah... So... Um... Well, how should I, um, pay you?

-Mmm. Well, you can have it for almost free, since I don't have to kill anybody or shit. BUT! You have to promise to... Um... Summon me again.

-Oh. And why?

-Um, because... It is so boring in hell!

-Okay, then! I promise!

I raised my palms, looked staright in his eyes, whispered:

-Medicamenta mihi medicamenta da mihi medicamente quae eo non indigent, sed ventam quod accepisti... (Challenge: translate this... I you get the reference, tell me!)

He gulped. Then, I smiled and chirped:

-All done! So from now on, you will never feel the need of heroin, and if you take some anyways, you won't feel any effects except a needle in your arm!

-Woah, he smiled, that was so easy!

I think I blushed, he was absolutely fucking adorable.

-Thanks!

-No problem! Okay, well, I better go back... You know how to reach me!

-Yeah... Bye! He smirked.

I blushed again (why, goddamnit, I'm a demon) and left with a very large grin.