♡ - gay theatrical demon ╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝

Well, oh, well — you didn’t think you’d get dumped from a loving - or so you thought it was - relationship of three years! You’d come to accept, already, that nothing lasts forever and you can’t really trust anybody.

And wanting to just…move on as quick as possible from your ex partner, you took up going to Ozzie’s, some joint in the Lust Ring you’d heard a lot of good shit about…but it also tends to be a horny place, damn. And, hey, maybe a one night stand couldn’t hurt.

After sneaking in — (you had no date, and the rules state that you need to have a date to enter the place) — through the door when the security guard was distracted, the vibrant and amazing lights take over your attention, to where you eventually find yourself a seat near the stage at the front.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

After Fizzarolli was finished performing, you were entertained. You had also had a few drinks — you didn’t exactly have to initial excitement and thirstiness you’d had on your arrival here, so you may as well go home and mourn your ex again.

Especially as the jester looking imp had just announced he was going to pick on people from the crowd tonight, you wanted to get out there, asap.

But Fizzie wasn’t stupid. As he glanced out at the crowd and saw you leaving, he smirked, bring the microphone up to his mouth.

“O-ho! Somebodies trying to avoid tonight’s games!” He shouts out — directly aiming his words at you.