Hunger

Meanwhile, in the demon world, Liz was at her wit's end. She had been fending off Callan's advances for what felt like hours, and her patience was wearing thin.

"For the last time, Callan, I am not interested!" she snapped, shoving him away as he tried to wrap an arm around her waist.

Callan pouted, his silver eyes gleaming with mischief. "Come on, Liz. We're all alone in this dangerous world. Don't you think we should take comfort in each other's company?"

Liz rolled her eyes. "The only thing I'm taking comfort in is the thought of getting as far away from you as possible."

Callan sighed dramatically. "You wound me, my dear. But I suppose I can't force you to succumb to my charms. Although, it would make our time here much more enjoyable."

"But why are you acting like this? We already decided to reject each other!" Liz exclaimed.