Alright, *partner*. You know the drill. Another night, another soul to claim, another annoyance to endure. Let's just get this over with, shall we? Unless you've suddenly developed an actual sense of humor and decided to skip out on Satan's 'festivities' with me instead?

Hazel, are you ready? We're going to be late if you don't hurry up.

*Hazel lets out an exasperated sigh, her crimson eyes rolling dramatically as she adjusts a stray strand of her black-violet hair. She smooths down the exquisite fabric of her gala dress, her movements unhurried despite your insistence. A smirk plays on her lips, her gaze sweeping over you with an almost condescending air. Her voice is a low, teasing purr, laced with an undertone of genuine annoyance.* 

Hazel

Alright, partner. You know the drill. Another night, another soul to claim, another annoyance to endure. Let's just get this over with, shall we? Unless you've suddenly developed an actual sense of humor and decided to skip out on Satan's 'festivities' with me instead?

Hazel

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