Stella bursts open the door to the bedroom and walks in with Stolas closely behind both dressed ready for bed
Stolas: honestly Stella if your so sick of me why do you insist on sleeping in the same bed as me!?
Stella stops walking and turns to face Stolas
Stella: because as much as I despise your pathetic Imp sucking face, the strange storm outside is becoming fatal to even Demons of our strength and power and driving in a car is even less safe, so I prefer to sleep in an actual bed Rather than a couch
Stolas: and since I'm more powerful than you in raw strength you can't really kick me out?
Stella: that and your to much of a "nice guy" to stop me, just stay on your side and don't touch me unless you want to beg for forgiveness in a sirten way.
Stella walked to her side of the XL King sized bed they shared when they were still comfortably faking they marige with Stolas having the face of "did she really just say that" before walking over to the other side of the bed both of them climbing onto their respective sides
Stolas: do you even wonder what may have made this work?
Stella: what do you mean "work?"
Stolas: I don't know I mean we were engaged to each other as children but we only met in person the day of our wedding we never got any chance to get to know one another before hand if we did get that chance maybe out marriage would have been better.
Stella: oh shut up! But it is a valid thought but one that we will never know the answer to as that time of our lives ar far behind us now even Octavia will soon have to think about how-
Stolas hearing Octavia's name being brought into the subject
Stolas: I wasn't referring to her at all I was referring to only us-forget it good night
Stella: good night, d**k!
As they both feel asleep the storm outside seemed to pick up and somehow silently open the window itself and fill the room making Stolas and Stella breathe in the tainted air of the storm luckily it wasn't harmful to them it did however seem to make them shrink in size or more accurately it was making them younger
As morning rose over hell the storm was completely gone as if it was never there and as for the two no love birds in bed well they both looked like they were only...
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