Phoebe sighed as soon as she settled on the seat upon reaching the corner of the day market.
“Are you sure you wanna sit there?” The demon asked with a knowing smirk.
“Aren’t these stools meant for sitting?” Phoebe asked curiously.
“It is. But I know somewhere better.” He replied.
After eating and filling their tummies, Phoebe excitedly checked the things being sold from booth to booth and the demon just happily followed her. She saw clothing and furniture and human items and jewelries and so much more. And so now, she felt quite exhausted from all the talking and walking and eating that all she wanted to do is sit for the rest of the day.
“Is it far from here?” Phoebe asked.
“Not really.” The demon said before reaching out to her. Without any other word, he encircled his arms
