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It was a calm, cold night. As Dipper walked through the corridor towards his apartment he smelled the neighbor's cooking and heard some laughter. He smiled inwardly, founding some comfort in stranger's happiness.
Filling his lungs with homemade-pasta scent, he opened his flat's door and stepped inside, throwing his heavy backpack on the process. The boy-almost-man stretched his back, turned the heat as well as the few lights he possessed on, and fished for his laptop to rise his mood up with some music.
That was going to be the night. The night in which he was going to make the most foolish of mistakes, or the greatest deed.
Some Latin American band was played on Spotify and he got to work, preparing the physical place for the ritual and arranging all items ("alchemy ingredients", he called them secretly) in a specific position on the floor. He had bought everything that day, in different stores so nobody started asking questions, the weight in his backpack had consisted mostly of that stuff.
At least it had all been pretty cheap.
After half an hour he was finished, following each and every instruction the unwanted demon had imprinted on his mind. Double checking everything one last time, he felt satisfied and, with a soft yet warm melody of exotic, latin rhythm, he went into the small kitchen. He cooked some rice, only because he had Mabel's voice in his head screaming "Take care of yourself! Eat something, nourish with something else than coffee you dimwit!"
With his dinner on one hand and the laptop on the other he accommodated comfortable on the bed, fixated on finishing that pending blog entry before everything on his life would go to hell. Munching, he opened the file and kept himself concentrated until the last stop was written and a smile of satisfaction appeared on his face, before uploading it to the internet.
Looking at the hour, he realized he had a few hours more until Bill showed up.
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He hated the growing anxious in the pit of his stomach more than the demon itself.
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I found some inspiration and direction for this story, the other day... winter holiday for me, this explains the free time :)
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