I love when miscommunication is like “oh they’re actually a little bit weirder than I thought. Do they need help? Kinda cute tho.” And not “They hate me I can never speak to them again” (because I can’t handle angst)
Or alternatively (in case the devildom has no cigars, which I think is plausible)
Idk why I’m orange I was supposed to be slightly more orange-tinted not tangerine coloured help me
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