Talk:Devil/@comment-156.34.77.41-20151208214203/@comment-5426290-20151215095741

(^ Pocket Sand!) =P

I sit with her and pull her in to let her cry out into my shoulder, after she's done she explains how her parents kicked her out to search for a husband. I hug her and see her slowly cheer up. When I ask why she smiles she shyly states that she'll love being my wife.

A little surprised I tell the young girl that we'd better start off as boyfriend and girlfriend, at which she teases that that's fine too.

I then take her home where she shoots into wife-mode and makes me dinner wearing nothing but an apron. (OwO) "I could get used to this.."