Status Updates From The Prince and the Practiti...

Oh, goodness, this is a case of the story not at all measuring up to what looks to be some writing talent. *purses lips in thought* yeah, it's that.

So, the demon you literally spawned by expelling it from your body, giving it corporeal form, something you hate and wanted to harm you, is now "your boy", your servant, sexual and otherwise, with your fellow wizard? Oy vey.

This went from an almost playful, cheeky, if scattered story, to now inflicting pain on it/him/demon that not even one of the main characters can decide what it/he/???? is? Uhhhhhhh... looking for the point, which I thought would maybe at least be just fun if nothing else, but now that's been crossed off the list, too.

And I’m still not sure who the real bad guy is….

"You..." Eliot slowly rose from the bed, approaching his companion and their new prisoner with caution. "You're a wizard?"
Dean stared at him, incredulous. "Welcome to five minutes ago."