I think this is the kind of potential chaos a few of our demons would probably enjoy. Y’know like with the cupcakes but not … gross and ominous with random bones in?

Just fun?

[ he scoops some of the melted ice cream out of the bottom of his cup. ] If you pick the right flavours, you can’t tell what the alcohol is purely by taste either.

[ although he is squinting trying to figure out which one he got. he looks far too intense for something so simple.


and then after a prolonged moment of intense thinking, he leans over and bite’s rynlan’s ear. ]