<div align=center>Levi was in a bad mood as it was, his head was reeling and he was completely sick of thinking about things that actually required some kind of concentration. Emotions were things designed for humans and it would be far easier for him if demons were born without them. Pushing everything out of his head, he subconsciously hoped Ty wasn't at home, he didn't want to deal with him right now. No doubt something bad would happen if he did and... Levi sighed lightly, fumbling around in his pockets to look for his door key, fishing it out from the pocket of the worn out hoodie he was bundled up in. It was far too big, but his wings fit snuggly inside of it and it made him happy.
He wanted a bath or a nap or something to distract him for a little while so his mind didn't wander to places he'd rather it not go. The lock clicked as he turned the key, shuffling into the room and shutting the door behind him. The room was empty, thankfully, though Levi couldn't help but wonder where Ty was, it was unlike him not to be in their room, if Levi thought about it. He wasn't what you'd call a social butterfly, maybe he's in a lesson. He didn't know, but he wasn't going to think about it right now.
Dropping the little satchel he was carrying to the floor and collapsing on his bed, the demon lay on his front for a moment, debating whether to just sleep right here without even getting changed. Why do bad things happen to good people?</div>
He wanted a bath or a nap or something to distract him for a little while so his mind didn't wander to places he'd rather it not go. The lock clicked as he turned the key, shuffling into the room and shutting the door behind him. The room was empty, thankfully, though Levi couldn't help but wonder where Ty was, it was unlike him not to be in their room, if Levi thought about it. He wasn't what you'd call a social butterfly, maybe he's in a lesson. He didn't know, but he wasn't going to think about it right now.
Dropping the little satchel he was carrying to the floor and collapsing on his bed, the demon lay on his front for a moment, debating whether to just sleep right here without even getting changed. Why do bad things happen to good people?</div>