"Natemares" Can Be Helpful

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ANTI'S P.O.V

"Natemare?!" I said incredulously, seeing the raven-haired demon sitting  at the table. Of course he was by himself, but that was about to change as Nate looked up to make eye contact with me.

Nate was an old friend of mine from ages ago. We had hunted, played games, wrote songs and chilled out with each other. Then, one day, he just...disappeared.

"Anti?! Oh my god- What's goin' on, my man?" Nate got up and went to high-five me as I approached. He was more vocal than I remember.

"I'm good. Havin' some....issues with me lates' mission."

Nate raised a brow, intrigued. "Oh? Is that true?" I nodded.

"Yea. Turns out there's a chick we gotta kill, an' I may or may no' have a crush on said chick." I smiled sheepishly as Nate made a pained, sympathetic face.

"Ooooh. Have you thought about the whole human-to-demon thing?"

A groan erupted from my chest. "I'm t' lazy fer tha', Nate-"

"Well, either that or have everyone targeting her. I'll help you!"

"Ya sure? Ya know how in-depth those can get...." I trailed off as Nate nodded. "You deserve it, man. Especially if you found someone."

"Well....okay."



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