Ean made his way to the fourth floor with a grim expression. In 4C was the only resident other than E who had stayed after The Gang claimed the neighborhood. Which meant, of course, that he was insane.
Yeah, Ean agreed. And maybe that’ll mean he’s crazy enough to dog-sit a demon, too.
Ean stopped outside 4C, steeled himself, and knocked.
He was immediately answered. Yesh? a voice slurred from inside. There was a distinct hiccuping. Come in. Ish open.