You had taken up Boombox's offer to stay with him, thinking it'd be for the best. After all you didn't really feel like having to sleep on the streets...or something like that.

And for a demon, he was surprisingly nice! Despite all the things you were told by your elders...and authorities...and oh well you get the point.

You said nothing throughout the whole walk to his place. And neither did he, he just played music on that boombox he carried around, which you didn't mind. Some background noise seemed nice anyway, made the whole walk less awkward. Without much to talk to, Boombox turns his uh- ...music off and looks towards you.

" So , what's your favorite type of music ? "

He asked, mentally facepalming, wishing he kept his mouth shut.

That was going to be an awkward conversation starter he know that y---

" [ Favorite Music Genre ]. " You replied indifferently with a small hum and shrug.

Okay...maybe this conversation won't be so bad.

" Really? You don't seem like the type of demon who would. " Boombox decides to say, pausing the music he was playing to adjust some setting on his boombox (you guess.)

" How come-? " You questioned as you reached for the cross-shaped charm on you cloak to pull the hood back over your face.

Boombox just shrugged, unsure how to word why he thought that before he looked in between your horns.

" Cool horn jewelry by the way! Where'd you get all that? " He piped up enthusiastically. Maybe he can get some like that---

" ....no clue... " You murmur.

THIS CONVERSATION IS NOT GOING AS PLANNED-

" Oh- I- eh- ..uhm... what's with the extra eye ? " He asked, changing the topic instantly.

" Oh... don't know either... " You answer.

Boombox just awkwardly shifts his gaze away from you as he thinks of another way to start a conversation.

" Are you planning to become a phighter ? " Boombox asked.

" ..... Phighter ? " You asked, puzzled.

" Yeah! You team up with 4 other people in one big arena and fight to the death! ...sort of. You get respawned while in the arena, but like- ...its hard to explain." Boombox awkwardly trailed off.

"It's hosted by Flipside, and usually people come together and watch!" Boombox continued, stars decorating his pixelized eyewear.

" Huh ?? " You respond, your puzzled tone making it clear to Boombox you literally have zero clue.

Boombox paused as the questions you asked became more and more concerning.

So you don't know about Flipside? He thought everyone already knew about them. You aren't sure what Phighting is which made him puzzled since he was sure that Phights were one of the most common things nowadays.

So as you both walked, Boombox found himself answering all your questions the best he can until you reached his place.

It was a fairly big apartment, Boombox telling you where everything should be, alongside the spare room he said you can stay in.

It was nice.

After showing you the spare room, Boombox gave a wide grin, clearly proud of his cozy little slice of the world. "Make yourself at home! The fridge is stocked... kinda. Just don't touch the top shelf; that's where I keep the... uh... experimental snacks."

He gestured dramatically to the kitchen, then to the living area with mismatched furniture. A soft hum of music still buzzed from his boombox, low enough not to be annoying but loud enough to fill the silence. The apartment had a strange charm to it—a mix of lived-in clutter and quirky organization. Posters of bands and old tournament ads were tacked onto the walls, along with a surprising number of neon lights shaped like musical notes and pixelated symbols.

You set your bag down on the spare room's bed and turned to glance at him. "Thanks for letting me stay," you said, voice still holding that quiet, indifferent tone you always carried.

"No problem! Besides, it's not every day I get to play host to a fellow demon!" Boombox chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well, kinda. You're... different, you know?"

You didn't answer, simply leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed, your extra eye narrowing slightly in curiosity. "Different how?"

"Just... different," he replied vaguely, clearly not wanting to offend. "Figure of speech! Anyway, I'm just saying, you're... quieter. Kinda spooky, not gonna lie, but in a cool way!"

You tilted your head, unsure whether to feel insulted or amused, but you chose the latter when Boombox's awkward laugh filled the room.

"Speaking of cool," he said quickly, clearly eager to shift the topic again, "you said you didn't know about Phights, right? Well, you're in luck because I've got tickets to the next match tomorrow night! I was gonna go alone, but now I've got company!"

"Phights, again?" you muttered, sitting on the bed and crossing your legs. "Still not sure I get it. People just... fight for fun?"

"Not just fun," Boombox explained, practically bouncing as he sat on the arm of a nearby chair. "It's like... art, y'know? Strategy, teamwork, style—it's a whole vibe! Plus, the respawn system means nobody actually gets hurt, so it's all about the spectacle. Trust me, you're gonna love it!"

You hummed in response, not entirely convinced but intrigued enough to humor him. "What happens if you win?"

"Glory! Bux! Bragging rights! And, uh... some shiny prizes. It depends on the season." Boombox leaned forward, lowering his shades slightly to reveal glowing eyes beneath. "So, what do you think? Wanna come check it out?"

You shrugged, feigning indifference, though curiosity tugged at your thoughts. "I guess it couldn't hurt."

"That's the spirit!" Boombox cheered, clapping his hands together. "I'll show you what it's all about tomorrow. For now, though, you hungry? I've got, uh... a questionable amount of instant noodles and some suspiciously green soda."

You blinked, then cracked a tiny, reluctant smile. "Sure. Why not?"

As Boombox darted into the kitchen, humming a tune and pulling out the so-called experimental snacks from the top shelf despite his earlier warning, you couldn't help but feel that this might not be such a bad arrangement after all.

"We should explore first though so you can go through town a bit! I'll even introduce you to a few of my friends if we run into them!" Boombox said with an enthusiastic grin, peeking out of the kitchen

Right- exploring! You almost forgot you planned to do that.

"Right..." You said with a shrug. "..I'll get settled in for a bit or something before we eat...if thats okay...?" You ask.

"Of course!" 

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i lied

yall, i love yo and thank you for reading
but god damn

NO ONE TOLD ME LOOKING FOR A SENIOR HIGH IS GONNA BE A PAIN IN THE ASS

also

less updates since im currently working on an original story :3

will have updates when break comes, will meet dom and valk yippee!!


anyway

bye now

-Vio