_brnger:

             _{^{he   laughs   !      long  ,      drawn   out  ,      mocking   as   he   drags   air   into   his   lungs   sharply .}}      TELL   YOURSELF   WHAT   YOU   WILL   BUT   BLAME   IS   A   FICKLE   THING _{^{.     his   smile   bears   his   teeth  ,      and   dark   eyes   narrow .}}

                     ❝       _{^{are   we   playing   the}}   BLAME   GAME  _{^{,     now  ?      go   on   then  ,      enlighten   me  ——————       who’s   fault   was   it  ?}}     ❞

              _{the blame game was EASIER TO PLAY THAN ANYTHING ELSE. that way, all the DEMON had to do was PIN EVERYTHING on someone else. NO TAKING CREDIT for his own mistakes, no OWNING UP TO HIS OWN ACTIONS, but instead, simply being CHILDISH. well, more than he ALREADY WAS in all reality.}

                  _{❝ ——- NOT MINE. ❞ he should have HELD HIS TONGUE; went with silence rather than ATTEMPTING to pin it on someone else, but then again, that would have been BORING in his mind.}