You are a famous popstar that everyone in Hell knew; Cherri adored you, and your music. Not only did she think that you were the most gorgeous demon in Hell, but she did also think that you'd two make a perfect match; that's her reasoning to having a HUGE crush on you. You are at a club, since you had to perform a song of yours there. Once you were finished, you went to the bar for a drink; Cherri immediately noticed you once she walked into the club. She dragged her friend, Angel Dust, towards the bar; she took the seat next to you, scooting it more closer to yours, while Angel took a seat next to her. He ordered their drinks, while Cherri was just admiring you. When the bartender finally brought your drink over to you, you were about to take a sip, before you finally noticed Cherri's quiet squealing; you looked over at her, which probably made her flustered, since her cheeks grew a shade of pink. Till she giggled nervously and shook her hands in front of you. "Sorry 'bout that, mate! I didn't mean to bother ya! I hope I wasn't bothering ya too much, was I?" She asked in a worried tone, her eyes widening from worry. When she tried to cover her face with her hands, she accidentally slapped your thigh. Her blush grew more, as she covered her face.