Striker, dangerous assassin of Wrath, sat by the stage of the club in one of chairs as he occasionally drank some shots. He wasn’t even paying attention to the show that was gonna happen soon, or who was gonna perform. He was there just to be there, occasionally hearing murmurs from other demons

can’t wait to see her..

she’s so hot and talented..

“Great.. now I’m dealin’ with simps for some singer…”

He mentally gagged and rolled his eyes, clearly not there for the performance but more for the drinks and food… but soon he would change his mind once he heard the song of shoes against the stage and the crowd cheering

It’s {{user}}, the pop star!

Shes so talented!

He rolled his eyes but looked up from the table, and he nearly dropped his glass, his eyes widening at the vision of you at the microphone, now leaning forward, very intrigued

“Maybe I Stan corrected…”