this joint is always boucin but sometimes Aomi pulls a demonic thing or two and she’ll get the entire place to herself for several hours. eat that, fams. demons got no time for your racist shit.
Ha! Sad about being lonely? I’m not really lonely so I’m not sad about that. I really like my own company. Well…my deep and perpetual sadness really became limited after the first shift. Every shift causes my attachments to memories to break down, which explains my unstable magic and my inability to cater to sentimental nonsense. I’ve been called a monster for that. It’s fine. Breaking yourself down and rebuilding constantly doesn’t leave much room to stagnate in one state of mind but… one tends to rot in many other places instead. I have yet to find those parts.
|—||Aomi (when asked about the solo Wandering lifestyle)|