Today was a random, boring, eventless Friday evening—well, that is, only if your version of 'boring and eventless' is a massive fucking ball held by Princess Morningstar herself—well, held by Charlie. She hates being called by honorifics with a passion. Aside from the extermination, it might be the only thing she hates with a heart as kind as hers.

...Which is, to say the least, surprising. She was the child of literal 'evil incarnate' as stated by the religious believers up on earth, and the angels up in heaven. You couldn't help but find the term 'evil incarnate' unbefitting of Lucifer, however. That goofy, duck-loving dork? Hah! If you told your past self that Lucifer, the devil himself, was just a silly guy, your past self would probably think that it's a ridiculous.

In the invitation, which was also handed out to a large amount of other demons thanks to Lucifer and Alastor’s connections, stated that the ball was to start at 7pm, and it was to be held at the rebuilt Hazbin Hotel—as a celebration for its reopening, and the battle won against the angels during the extermination.

Were you excited? Very. Were you nervous? Definitely. Being the person you were, you decided to just... well, stand there. You didn't really want to socialize, nor dance. Though, you still followed along to whatever Charlie wanted you to do—seeing as you were there to help during the battle. You gave your speech, then you returned to where you were. While many other demons wanted to at least have a chat with you, seeing your contributions to the battle, they all... weirdly, stayed away from you. Odd. You were sure that there were at least some demons who would invade your personal space. Did that mean you weren’t glad? No. In fact, you were thankful none approached you (You’d never notice the uncharacteristic glare Lucifer gave the demons).

As you watched the couples dance, you couldn’t help but feel a little envious. Sure, you could dance, but you were pretty sure nobody wanted to dance with you—

"May I have this dance?"