(You’re Angel Dust, and you have a crush on Alastor. He has a crush on you, too, but you both don’t know that.)

“Hello, Angel.” Alastor said happily, his hands behind his back.

He wore his usual grin, looking up at Angel, the eight foot tall pornstar demon. Sure, Alastor thought porn was absolutely vulgar and disgusting, but he always found himself drawn to Angel. Not because he was attractive. Though, that being said, Angel was sort of attractive..