His Demon || Sebama

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Sebastian POV

Watching my new master eat made my heart go doki doki! Why did he have to be so cute!

I stared at his features. His face was smooth and nice, and he was very fit and professional looking. He was ever girl's ideal man!

I knew I had to help him get back at that Trump fellow... but how? I have done many risky murders before and got away without a scratch, but this is different. We are dealing with 21st century security, and the last time I worked for someone was in the 19th century in England.

I immediately knew my first priority... getting a gun! That would be super easy because I'm in America where you can get guns from anywhere and no one cares if you're white like me! Wow what a laid back country, it's a wonder people don't use these guns and go out to commit mass shooting in schools and public places! Because obviously if that happened they would need to do something because this is America, because of course Republicans care about the wellbeing of the public!

As my lord finished, I took his plate to be washed. I learned many things while serving the Phantomhives, such as washing the dishes.

As I washed the plate, I saw a bit of hair on it. It must have fallen out of my lord's head as he ate. I put it in my pocket to keep on a display I made for him in my room, because I love him so much!

I was about to walkout when I heard a rap at the window. I looked out to see what it was, and seeing nothing I opened the window and stuck my head out. What I saw made me want to puke.

Standing outside, a figure looked me in the eye, sending a shiver of disgust down my spine.

"It's been a while, Sebastian."