Dirty Deals With The Devil
"I don't see how that's possible but, again, yes. Yes, I will give up my soul to save you. Happy now? Can we stop this creepy conversation now, I don't like how you're shaking."
"One more thing," I whispered. "Say these words after me. I, your full name."
Blake rolled his eyes, the light evening breeze ruffling the tips of his hair ever so lightly and I could still hear the faint sounds of music coming from the school. "I, Blake Theophilius Johnson." He blushed lightly, a sprinkle of red dusting his cheeks but I ignored it at the moment.
"Declare my soul the sole property of Azazel," I finished, eagerly nodding for him to continue.
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