"So, where are we going?".
We strolled down a dark street. It was 7pm, we'd gone for pizza.
He chuckled darkly.
"You'll see.".
This is why I was uncertain about it.
We reached a dark alley way, two brick walls parallel to each other. A big black bag was leaving against one.
"Michael, what's going on?".
He walked over to the bag, and pulled out a spray can. He faced a wall, and pressed down the lid, releasing a jet of paint.
"Michael, are you sure we should be doing this?".
He chuckled. Somehow, it disturbed me.
"Just lighten up, Poppy! It's not going to hurt anyone.." The purple haired boy turned back to the wall, spray paint at the ready.
"But still! It's... Bad.".
He turned around, an evil smirk pinned on his lips. His previously green eyes were glowing red.
Blood red.
"Well, maybe I'm bad."
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Demon //m.c//
Fanfictiondemon1 ˈdiːmən/ noun 1. an evil spirit or devil, especially one thought to possess a person or act as a tormentor in hell. Book 2 in the Unnatural Series
