He grabs your wrist
Kaz: WHAT KIND OF SPELL!?
"DON'T TOUCH ME!"
-she pulls her wrist-
"Just stop.."
Kaz sighs
Kaz: I-listen to me...I like you. Really, I do. But I'm not...I'm not someone you should be messing with...
"I'm a litteral witch who has the 6th sense"
-she stands up-
"If you hurt me I'll hurt you"
Kaz: ...I would never hurt you...it-it's not that...
"then what is it?"
Kaz:...remember earlier, when I called myself the prince of hell? Yeah...that wasn't a figure of speech. My name's Kazimir. Prince of hell...Son of Satan. I'm not just some common demon. I'm...everything about me is trouble.
"I don't care-"
-she kisses you and plays with your hair-
"Now out of my room"
Kaz: OH MY SATAN! Ok...ok fine. I-I was really hoping that'd scare you off...but ok...here's-here's all of it...
"You won't scare me off! YOU STUPID DEMON WHY CAN'T WE JUST BE APART ALREADY!"
-she pushes you away-
-she walks into her bathroom and locks the door-
