Sitting up, Mammon rubbed his eyes, groaning and complaining about the pounding headache. He looked over to Lucifer, who sat up on his DDD, shaking his head at Mammon's every word.
"You're the one who decided to make this all about partying. You and Asmodeus. I'm just glad you didn't manage to put us into debt again."
Mammon was about to respond with sass when Melon busted into the room. He swore hotel rooms had locks, that author really needed to stop abusing their power.
"Mammon! We're hitting the town! You're coming!"
Mammon blinks.
"Hell no, you can't make m-"
"I have pain meds too, for that headache you surel-"
Mammon was at his feet in an instant, nearly begging to be given some. Melon just used it as leverage. A little manipulative, but he had to get the boy out somehow.
Well, next thing everybody knows, he, Asmo, Melon, and Satan were out in the town. Satan and Melon were chatting about visiting Melon's home to meet his cat, meanwhile Asmo was pointing out tons of places.
"Ooo, a makeup shop! There's some gorgeous blends in the human world!"
"Ohh, guys, look! That dress is SOOO pretty! It could use work, but it's impressive for human work!"
"Oh my goodness, it's the bar we went to last night! Best night of my.. Week!"
Asmo exclaimed, giggling in excitement.
Mammon paused, glancing over. It looked.. Familiar. Really familiar.
"We..?"
"Yeah, you don't remember? Dummy."
Asmo scoffs as both the blonde and the green head shuffled away while they could.
"Hah-?! What, did I go there?! I don't remember, okay?!"
"Oo, then we should jog your memory! Firstly, we had some GREAT champagne-"
Asmo started, but Mammon was only half listening, trying to recall the night prior.
A gorgeous H/C woman had walked up to him, smiling.
"You look like you wanna party more than just the drinks."
She held up something
His memory was fuzzy, but the image of that woman was clear. Had he partied with her?
"Alright, since you're ignoring me, I'm leaving!"
Asmo sticks his tongue out, turning and walking into a makeup shop he'd pointed out previously.
Mammon just blinked before going back to brainstorming.
"Yo, catch!"
He yelled, tossing a drink to you. He was so drunk that it had ended up spilling all over you. He immediately freaked, apologizing as he tried using his hands to wipe it off, as if that could possibly work.
Mammon paused, glancing at the bar. He peered at it, a couple memories coming back. He could loosely remember the song playing, and..
You threw your shirt off, grumbling about the stain. He desperately tried apologizing, even though you were less mad at him, and more at yourself for making him this messed up.
He only then realized you were topless.
The memories flashed, and scenes of kissing, him laying you down, and more flashed through.
