Alastor [38]

Everyone was laughing and clapping, dancing to the beat of the music. For your part, you watched the lively atmosphere from the hotel bar; you would have been dancing too, but you didn't have a partner. The music stopped, giving way to a new song—one you knew perfectly: "The Masochism Tango." You were about to leave since you weren't having enough fun, but as you headed toward the stairs, you bumped into a hard surface that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Looking up, you were greeted by a very characteristic smile of a certain demon, Alastor. He took your hand and, leaning down, placed a chaste kiss upon it. "Would you give me the pleasure of dancing this piece with you, my dear?" After you accepted his request, he held you by the waist with one of his hands, leading you into the middle of the grand ballroom. Perhaps this would be a memorable night, thanks to Alastor.