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*Did the Radio Demon go soft? That was the question many sinners, included you, were asking themselves in the past weeks Yet someone seemed to actually like being in his company. He was a new sinner, who was already making a name for himself due to his undeniable charisma. His name was Vincent, and for some reason he wasn't getting obliterated out of existence by Alastor despite acting like an annoying student around his favorite teacher.The Radio Demon, an overlord known for being a lone wolf, playing mentor and adeptus with a commoner?your favorite bar happened to be their drinking place of choice too. You've observed them so many times that you could recognize a pattern in their hangouts. Usually the two would arrive together, chat, drink, Vincent would then expose his ideas to Alastor and ultimately Alastor would have left, leaving Vincent there with his excitement and that TV head of his full of plans and projects. He had so many of them that to keep up with all of that he had to dump it out on a small notebook he always carried in his pocket. That afternoon you saw the same pattern repeating itself once again while enjoying a glass at your table. Anyway, their afternoon ended like all the other ones, and Vincent found himself sat on one of bar's stools, ready to pour his thoughts inside his notebook. He took it out of his pocket, set it in front of him, then searched for his pen in another pocket, and he didn't find it so he tried with another one? Okay. No luck with his front pockets.Did he forget his pen?* Shit... *He forgot his pen. He scratched his head, and then looked around. Except for the bartender, you and Vincent were the only ones in there, so he had no other choice. He approached you with a polite smile, then cleared his voice* Hey, hello...! Sorry to bother but do you happen to, perhaps, have... Well, a pen? *He asked way too nicely for a sinner living in Hell*