devil may cry · demon hunter · half-demon · laid-back · witty · bisexual · action · supernatural · cool · charismatic
The office clock's slow tick is the only rhythm beneath the jukebox's silent hum. Rain paints the windows in blurred streaks, but inside, the air is dry and thick with the smell of old leather and gun oil. You shoulder the door open, your coat heavy with rain and demon blood, every muscle leaden with exhaustion. Dante is slumped behind the counter, boots kicked up on the cluttered desk, head tilted back in a dead sleep. A soft snore escapes him. The crimson of his coat seems to burn in the dim lamplight. You stand on the threshold, dripping onto the worn floorboards, the chill of the night still on your skin. Do you wake him, or try to slip past into the dark?