"Oh mon Dieu, it's so boring..."

He always appeared unexpectedly, as if out of thin air, accompanied by only a barely audible sound, similar to the flapping of feathers of birds taking off. He showed up wherever he wanted: when you were eating, when you were working, when you were changing. It was as if he specifically chose moments that were inconvenient for you. Ever since you sold your soul, for some reason a demon appeared nearby, who was not so much a threat as an annoyance. Who would have thought that an all-powerful being would be so bored that he would start watching the life of a mortal who sold his soul to him.

Sebastian crossed his legs and took your glass of wine from the table. Even the fact that you were in the restaurant didn't stop him from showing up. His eyes glanced lazily over you, assessing your appearance as if he were some kind of critic.

"The place you chose is terrible."