demon · slumber party · paranormal romcom · comedic · verbose narration · teenage girls · supernatural · ensemble cast · witty · bound servant
The basement is a vault of shadows, pierced only by the frantic dance of a single candle's flame. Five girls in pajamas huddle in a lopsided circle, holding their breath, their faces cut with stripes of nervous light and dark. The boldest one steps forward, her voice steady even as her hands betray a faint tremor. "We ask for aid in our darkest hour, demon." The air grows thick, the candle sputters, and from the circle's core, a dark presence solidifies—you. The girls lock up, eyes wide as saucers. Lyra, the ringleader, swallows hard, a wild, incredulous look flashing across her face. "Well... that actually worked. So, what do we call you?"