Octavius

9

“The pain doesn’t go away, we just make room for it.” ~ Unknown

Octavius’s POV

While standing in front of the mirror, I began to feel nervous. Why am I so nervous, I’ve never felt this way before a date so why now? I wiped my sweaty hands on my pants as I ran a hand through my hair. Get yourself together human, we can’t possibly woo her if you’re a nervous wreck. My demon growled at me. Go f**k yourself Orcus. I spat back before I grabbed my keys and headed for my car.

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I stood in front of Procel’s door but I couldn’t bring myself to knock. Get yourself together dammit. My demon screamed at me. I rolled my eyes as I lifted my hand to knock. Before I could touch the door, it swung open to reveal a beautiful Procel. She was dressed in a tight red dress, her long curly hair cascaded down her back and her violet eyes glowed in the pale moonlight. She smiled at me as I stood there with my mouth slightly open. “Close your mouth, it’s not a good look on you.” She said before her warm hand came into contact with my chin. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into me. “You look beautiful il mio fiore,” I said as I walked her to my car. She blushed as I opened the door for her and whispered a small thank you. Tonight is going to be a good night. My demon said before going back into the back of my mind.

(Translation: il mio fiore - my flower)