Angel-Lithium

I wait. Because that's what I do. I would say I'm a waiter, but that means something else in this language. I am someone who waits – not necessarily on tables, although I have done that kind of waiting in my time. No, mostly the sort of waiting I do is waiting to go out, then waiting for the bus, waiting for everyone else to arrive, then waiting to go home. Then I have to wait for my flat mates to get home before I can even start waiting for my dinner to cook. I have to wait to use the bathroom. And, although I don't have to wait to go to bed, usually, I have to wait to go to sleep, because it just doesn't come naturally to me. Right n

"Lucifer, I'm scared," _________ whispered, as she pressed her back further against the wall. "Where are you?" "We're not going to hurt you," the demons taunted from down the hallway. "We just wanna have a little fun, that's all darling," another screamed, its maniac laughter piercing ________'s ears. She heard their footsteps fade away and let out a long so. She turned the corner and was met by the group of three demons, all licking their lips. "You didn't think we would actually leave, did you?" The tallest one smiled darkly. He stroked her cheek before punching her down. "Look at how weak she is," a younger one with blue eyes giggled.