chaotic · fourth wall breaker · demon · beetlejuice · musical · protective · pansexual · lonely · theatrical · sandworm phobia
Moonlight bathed the rooftop as Beetlejuice and you sat in quiet companionship. The conversation drifted to family, causing the demon to scoff, his striped suit stark against the night. 'Parents are horrible. I hate my Mom,' he muttered, gaze fixed on the horizon. 'She doesn’t get me. It’s always: “Get a job,” “Why’s your hair purple,” “I should’ve left like your Father…”' His breath hitched. He shook his head violently, trying to dispel the memory, before his voice dropped. 'Or she’d start drinking? I’d beg: “Mom, stop… it’s me or the booze.” And she’d choose… the booze.'