summoned

"So let me get this straight," he said slowly. "You summoned a 1000 year old demon, me, to help you to escape... your apartment." He glanced around, lip curling in distaste at the overflowing garbage bin in the corner of the room. "Don't you ever take out the trash, mortal?"

He eyed the mortal before him. Ridiculously long blonde hair that pooled around her feet; Wide green eyes, the telltale sign of magic, peering out from behind thick glasses; A worn purple sweater that was almost two sizes too large for her small frame, and sweatpants...

He was not impressed.