OOC: space, 'turtleneck shit' huh? :P sorry it's just funny
Bjork's gaze settled upon Belial as he emerged from the bedroom, dressed very fashionably.
Honestly, this is what you imagined? She started as he spoke, his voice manlier
than she had noticed before. "I didn't realize I had a choice what it looked like. No
wonder it looks exactly as I imagined it would." She laughed, probably sounding completely
idiotic to him. Although she didn't know why she cared. As much as Bjork hated to admit
it, she was still a teenage girl, and she was still attracted to good-looking men. She
frowned at herself for thinking this was a bad thing. Attraction would probably help a lot
with the bonding part. When she heard a knock on the door and Belial went to answer it,
she found herself annoyed at the person, whomever they may be, for stealing him away from
her. No, no, she chided herself. It's no good to go falling in love with demons. Think of
this as a one night stand, even if you'll be attached to him for the next three months.
Just a fling, and a silly one at that. She shook herself out of her thoughts and looked
over the edge of the chair to see who it was at the door. She saw a small, maybe 13 year
old boy standing at the door, looking at Belial as if he were the devil himself. Pretty
close, Bjork thought, as she stifled a giggle. To anyone who hadn't been expecting it,
Belial in his man form could be quite the sight.