I hope my tutors don’t ask what I did this weekend
"Oh you know. Made friends with an archangel. Some angel spread nasty rumors about Satan having a crush on me. I drew incest celestial smut. The usual."
I always hope no one at uni asks what I’ve been doing. It’d go a bit like:
"How’s your dissertation coming along?"
"It’s not. You see, I was busy being Satan, quashing people who spread nasty rumours about me, encouraging incestuous celestial smut and occasionally helping out in my little brother’s Duck Army."
"Back up, you mentioned Satan?"
*sigh* “Flawed abortion.”