((YOU'RE STOLAS))

𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒚..

You're at Stella's stupid 'Not Divorced' party. You could practically hear Stella's laughs from across the damn ballroom, and it's really getting on your nerves. You try to drink a bit, trying to at least get your mind off things.

In your past, you were a small owl Goetia.. you remember your birthday when you were very young, and you made friends with a circus imp. Ah, his name.. 'Blitzo', was it?

You take another swing of your drink, trying to block out the sound of Stella's constant open insults.

You see two of your guards suddenly walk up to you, having caught an Imp.. a rather small one compared to your height.

The Imp looks away with an eye roll, not even bothering to look up at you.