But none of that was really important. Charlie didn't have many things that could keep him grounded in one place for long. He had grown up with little attachment to things or even places and as a result also found him self easy to wander off.
Moving back in the dorm required little to no moving in. The sad little mattress on the floor had been there and his equally empty closet remained, well, equally empty. The only thing Charlie really found he was unpacking was his regular diet of pizzas. A few empty pizzas stood in a tower as testament to this fun little fact of the demons unhealthy diet.
It was a wonder that Charlie didn't put on any weight. But that was beside the point.
However, Charlie was not a messy boil. He cleaned up after him self quite well. The demon had an arm full of pizza boxes when he was headed out of the demon dorm to the dumpster. The stack was a good deal taller than the demon and it wabbled almost every step, threatening to topple any moment on to the little pink haired fallen.
Not that Charlie had noticed.
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