Talk:Beelzebub/@comment-26115871-20150910221553/@comment-25808351-20151109022949

"Holly shit!" I shout as I fall backwards down the attic steps. The Beelzebub swiftly runs down the stairs to me, concerned for my health after such a fall. I let her know I'm fine, but she seems to be entranced by my scent. Admittedly I haven't bathed recently sense I've been busy moving in all my stuff. Without hesitation, the Beelzebub rips my pants off and the rest is history.