"Jesus." He exhaled in shock and sympathy. "And here I always assumed the gates of hell were located somewhere on the south side of Chicago. Sunnydale, California. Who could have guessed with a name like that?" He shook his head.
He picked up his milkshake and held it up to make a toast. "Well, here's to having a more normal life now that we're here. May we both be bored out of our minds next year in school." He added with a grin.
After all, he had plenty of his own drama to escape, even if it didn't involve literal demons or vampires, and he wouldn't mind a quiet, boring life for a while.
"So what do you like to do for fun when you're not battling demons and shit? Movies? Sports? Videogames?"