The pentragram on the floor was smudged, the candles unlit. A demon appeared. "Hello, are you free?" it said.
The man looked up from his book and smiled. "Hi! How are you?"
"Still bound to find you a friend."
"And you come alone, again. Hard, isn't it? No matter. Tea?"
"Thanks!"
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Micro SF/F stories by O Westin