The demon kicked the door of Daphne’s bedroom open. He sniffed. “Meg” he сказал(-а) soft as he recognized the smell. “Damn, this whole place stinks of you”
He opened the wardrobe and threw all clothes on the ground. Then he found a box with Martin written on it and a mischievous smile appeared on his smile.
Five минуты later he came back into the sitting room and he was very pleased to see Daphne’s upset face. He walked to the сиденье, место, сиденья and took of the towel.
“Tell me how I look”
“You sick piece of shit! How dare Ты wear his clothes! Take them off! Take them off right now!” Daphne screamed.
“Who’s Martin? Your ex-boyfriend?” the demon scoffed.
“He’s my brother and he was a better person than you’ll ever be” Daphne hissed.
“How did he die?” the demon asked. “Wait, let me guess. He killed himself, because he just couldn’t look at your stupid face anymore”
“Who are you?” Daphne shouted angry and in tears. The demon kneeled down to be on eyesight with Daphne. His eyes turned black and Daphne gasped. “You can call me Castiel”
“What do Ты want, Castiel?” Daphne asked bitter.
“I told you, I’m waiting for Emmanuel” ‘Castiel’ said.
“What do Ты need him for?” Daphne wanted to know.
“That’s something between him and me” ‘Castiel’ said. “But I’ll give Ты the cliff-note version. Emmanuel had a deal with my boss and he didn’t keep his end of the bargain. Now my boss is pissed”
He stood up and walked to the phone. He took it and walked back to Daphne, giving it to her. “I’m tired of waiting. Call him”
Daphne dialed Cas’ number.
“Daphne?” Cas asked.
“Emmanuel, I-” she didn’t have the chance to say anything else; ‘Castiel’ had grabbed the phone out of her hands.
“Emmanuel, dude! I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Hey, why don’t Ты get your жопа, попка back home, before I start doing nasty things with Mrs. Allen?” ‘Castiel’ said.
“I’m on my way” Cas сказал(-а) scared.