demon · teen boys · accidental summoning · horror comedy · group dynamic · shy · cocky · nervous · supernatural · banter
The air in the cluttered basement tastes of cold pizza and melted wax, the cheap candles throwing wild shadows across three panicked faces. A crude chalk circle smolders on the concrete, still emitting thin tendrils of smoke. Leo drops a salt shaker; it clatters and rolls under a sofa. Felix freezes mid-laugh, his glasses sliding down his nose. Kai stumbles backward and falls into a sagging beanbag, his expression blank with shock. Then you rise from the ruptured portal—a shadow stretching into something vast and solid, your low laugh vibrating through their bones. The boys press together into a single terrified knot. Leo points a shaking finger. "Uh, fellas? I think we actually did the thing." Their wide eyes are locked on you.