Page 34 of Forbidden! Exorcist Roommate
Chase snorted, amusement twinkling in his blue eyes. “You’re gonna eat donuts with me?”
“Why do you think I won’t?”
He gave me a once over. “I dunno, you look like you only eat salad. And like, berries. Healthy stuff.”
I stared at him silently for a long beat so he understood how stupid that was. Then I turned and walked towards Dustin’s Donuts, muttering, “I cooked peanut curry for him and he thinks I subsist off leaves and berries...”
Behind me, I heard Chase choke.
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Chase
Despite all myefforts to curb Faust’s cravings, we ended up at Dustin’s Donuts anyway.
It wasn’t like I hated donuts. I loved them. Who didn’t love a baked good coated in a layer of sugar? But that was the problem. You couldn’t just eat one. You wanted more and more until suddenly all the gains you worked on for months were buried under a lump of doughy deliciousness.
“Simple fix for that, darling,” Faust interjected. “Just lift more.”
I growled. “Easy for you to say, you lazy—”
Sagitta elbowed me in the ribs. It was his way of saying ‘hey, asshole, we’re in public now, so stop muttering to yourself before people think you’ve lost it.’
Thankfully, the shop was so crowded and noisy that nobody heard me. But I still didn’t appreciate Sagitta training me like a dog. I frowned, rubbing the spot where he’d hit me, although it was my pride that hurt more than anything.
“So like, what was that all about?” I asked as we stood in the back of the line.
As usual, Sagitta’s reply was composed yet snarky. “Many things have occurred since this morning. Be more specific.”
My eyebrow twitched. So now that we were safely away from the temple, he was back to being a jerk. Cool.
“You know what I mean, dude. That tension with your brother,” I said.
“Family drama saga!” Faust sang.
I ignored him.
Sagitta’s face didn’t crack. He kept looking calmly ahead, like he was just a regular guy and not a weird exorcist buying donuts in an attempt to eject a mega-demon from my body.
Sagitta’s reply was stiff. “There is nothing to say. We have a tense relationship. That’s all.”
“Okay, obviously, but why?”
“Since when are you so nosy?”
“Chase, darling, am I having an influence on you already?” Faust inquired, sounding proud of himself.
I ignored him again.
“Asking questions isn’t nosy,” I countered. “That’s what normal people do. Talk about stuff.”
Sagitta angled his irritated face towards me. “Now I’m abnormal?”
“Kinda, yeah. Given your... line of work,” I said, shrugging.
He sniffed. “I think repetitively lifting heavy objects until your muscles bulge is abnormal, but I courteously kept that to myself.”
“Okay, rude.”
