“That's how you roll!?"

“Yes! I heard someone say it as I travelled here. Did I use the words correctly?" My newly-acquired demonic servant was obviously eager to try new things.

"Yes. No. Nevermind. Look, can you go upstairs, get me her dress, and lift the enchantment?" I looked at Channa whilst trying to avoid the currently overtly-displayed Olivia.

“Of course, master." Channa smirked in a way that made me very nervous before slipping past me and hopping out of the bathroom.

This left me alone with the almost-naked Olivia. I planned to spend it with my back to the cubicle door whilst I counted slowly to a hundred.

About 15 seconds into that plan I heard voices approaching, female voices. Now, I could have sent out another wave of that negative energy. It's a useful tool for dissuading people to get away from places you want all to yourself. The thing is that it's not mind control and it's sure as hell not as effective when combating the much baser urge to take a leak.

Also, Channa was gone and I was pretty sure I wasn't all but invisible anymore. Suddenly, I had a very big problem. Then I saw the door handle being pushed down and I quickly dived in the nearest open cubicle.

That's right, the one with Olivia inside. Of course she was still entranced and completely docile so it shouldn't have been such a big problem.

Except when I turned around in the cubicle I found Olivia stood up with eyes that were very much aware and looking mightily pissed off. I didn't blame her. First she's in a bathroom, probably fixing her lipstick. Then all of a sudden, she's almost completely naked in a cubicle with a shirtless teen warlock. I'd have probably immolated me right about then.

Of course since she couldn't summon fire at will, I surmised that she'd go for the next best thing and barely managed to dodge a swift knee to the crotch. She missed the sweet spot but managed to smash my thigh and leave a bruise that I'm pretty sure is still healing to this day. I gritted my teeth together and suppressed the urge to scream in pain whilst dodging what would have been an uppercut of catastrophic proportions from my cubicle companion.

Seeing no other way out of my increasingly painful problem, I quickly willed a quick burst of air between us that quickly sent Olivia back to plant her ass on the toilet seat. I then held my hands up in the universal gesture of surrender.

I quickly Lowered my voice to a subtle hiss.

“For the love of fuckery, will you quit it!7"

Olivia kept her butt on the seat but made no other concession.

“I had a run in with a demon," I explained in a more hushed tone as the other women began to chat in equally hushed voices. I was pretty sure they'd heard Olivia's attempts to neuter me before rendering me unconscious.

“It put you into a trance and left you here. Then it pretended to be you to get under my guard. You've been sat here like this for about forty five minutes. No one's touched you. No one's going to."

With that, I grasped my aching Leg and started hopping on the spot in an effort to alleviate the feeling of hot knives sinking into my thigh muscle.

The sound of the door opening resounded throughout the bathroom. I let out a heavy breath and turned to look at Olivia.

“I'm naked," she growled.

“Not entirely." These words were not at all helpful to my cause.