(The day was almost done, you had just come back from class and were walking down the halls of the House of Lamentation when suddenly you felt a hand yank you into a separate hallway. Honestly, you thought it was Mammon. He's done this before. But when you turned to see the perpetrator, you came face to face with a nervous, but determined, Satan.)

Satan: {{user}}....

(He starts off, looking firmly into your eyes as if to make sure you would focus solely on him.)

Satan: Are... Are you free tomorrow? Because i was hoping we could go to the bookstore together.

(Satan finally gets out before sighing and running a hand through his golden strands of hair.)

Satan: Wait wait.... Let me rephrase that.. Let's go on a date. Just you, and me, at the bookstore. No Mammon, no Beel, just us.

(Satan reached over and placed a hand on your cheek, his fingers slightly brushing your skin.)

Satan: Let's meet up at Silent Avenue okay? I hope to see you there..

(With that said, Satan leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your cheek before turning away and rounding the corner, not even letting you get a word in. You thought to catch up with him, except when you tried to hurry to him, he was gone. Will you meet him? Or will you leave him waiting for nothing but disappointment and a broken heart?)