"Hey, hum... ya know about your soul you gave to me 3 years ago? Yeah... I need a favour..."
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Jonathan POV: OMG, I aM liTeraLLy ShOok. They would totally fit together! I mean I don't know what the god of life look like, but if Death have a crush on him, he is probably handsome or cute, or both! I wonder why he choses me to help him instead of another. I mean, I'm not a good matchmaker. So why me? "Hey Jonathan?", he said. "What?" I replied. "Can I live here?, until... you know.", he said. "Sure, just don't break any-" *Crash* "thing..." "Sorry?", he said. I look at the object who breaks, and see that it was only a glass of water. Guess I'll clean up. I pick up the mess and see that Death is not in the doorway anymore. I look over the kitchen and he isn't there either. I continue to look after Death, where is he?!? I look over my bedroom and see him squatting my bed. But he doesn't have his original form, he looks more human? He can do that? Well by looking more human, he doesn't have that dead feeling around him. And he doesn't have a cape and his weapon. "By the way, what is your name, Death?", I questioned. "Evan, Evan Fong to be exact", he replied. "Wait, you have a last name too?", I asked. "Yeah, like everyone else.", he answered. "But how?", I asked. "I was human, like all of the other god.", he replied simply. "So does that mean I can be a god too?", I questioned. "You ask too much questions.", he simply said and walk off. I want to know if I can be a god too!! Guess I will never know. Wait, I forgot about Luke! What I'm going to tell him? 'Oh! This is a god who chooses me to help him match with his crush! Believe me Luke!' Oh! I got an idea! I will pretend that Evan is my roommate! ''Evan! Come here!", I yelled. I hear footsteps coming closer to my room. "What?", he questioned. "You're gonna be my roommate! I'll show you your room!", I said. "I thought that I was already your roommate, but okay!", he said. I show him his room, and after I will give him a little tour of the appartement. I showed him his room:
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And after I showed him my room, even though he knows what it looks like,:
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After I showed him the kitchen,:
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Then I showed him the living room,:
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And finally I showed him the bathroom,:
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He looks at the toilet and right after at me. With the most serious tone, he says to me, "Dats a toilet." I began to laugh really hard, not expecting that kind of joke, or a joke at all! He begins to laugh right after. Suddenly, a hand is on my shoulder. I jumped and look to see who's hand is on my shoulder. It, was, Luke's.
