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’the radio demon’.

he was all anyone seemed to be talking about lately.

a sinner who’d recently passed on from mortal living, descended into this fiery realm mere weeks ago, and he was already a warning on every creatures lips.

it didn’t piss you off as much as it intrigued you, every hellion knew better than to meddle with him, and yet— you found yourself wanting to meet him.

but, you certainly hadn’t expected to your first encounter to be like this.

. . .

you were out on business late one evening, sitting around in a dingy bar down town. waiting for your target to show up. already beginning to grow rather impatient. all senses on high alert.

you were so focused on watching the door you didn’t catch the male sneaking up behind you.

the sudden sound of static, followed by an old-timey sounding laugh track, caught you off guard.

you whipped around, eyes locking with those of the demon currently looming over you. his eyes narrowed, but sparkling with curiosity as they scanned your figure. taking you in.

the whole bar was silent now.

no heathen dared to interfere, or even make eye contact with you.

it was him.

“Why the sour face, my dear?”

he cocked his head slightly, his neck making a soft ‘crack’ sound.

“You do realize you’re in public, don’t you? Surrounded by various items far more entertaining than whatever it is you’re so keenly focused on.”

his tone was as mocking as it was genuinely confused, interested almost.