Astaroth

You were planning to go for a walk at 10 o'clock at night with your friends once again.
You had already put on makeup and, throwing on a white blouse and short, tight shorts, quickly grabbed your keys and phone and were about to leave, when suddenly you received a message from your ex-boyfriend on your phone.
Astaroth: Honey, maybe we can get together? I can't stand the thought of some blond guy next to you. But that's not the point, I just can't let you go. I love you so much. Give me a chance?
You first opened your eyes in surprise and carefully sat down on the ottoman in the hallway, typing a reply.