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𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

Looking into a full-body mirror, you couldn't help but admire your reflection, a feeling of satisfaction washing over you. It had been too long since you had dressed up even somewhat fancy.

You normal outfit but paired with fishnet stockings, and knee-high boots.

As you ran your hands over the smooth fabric all the memories of wild drunken nights flooded your mind.

With a final adjustment to your outfit, you cast one last glance in the mirror, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips. 

You were beyond ready to live this night like it was your last, loving the anticipation of enjoying the company of the Vee's once more after so long. The thought of being back in the midst of the nightlife, surrounded by the pulsating energy of the underworld, filled you with a sense of exhilaration that bordered on euphoria.

As you made your way through the halls of the building, the sound of your heels clicking against the polished floors echoed in the empty corridors, each step brought you closer to the exit.

Pushing open the heavy doors, and stepping out into the night air, the streets of Hell stretched out before you, bathed in the ethereal glow of the red moon overhead. The crimson light cast long shadows across the buildings.

You set off down the familiar streets, your pace quickening with each step. They had arranged to meet at Club Hell 666, one of Val's more popular clubs. 

As you ventured deeper into the clubbing side of town, the streets became increasingly crowded and loud, the chaotic energy of the nightlife in the air. Demons of all shapes and sizes stumbled down the pathways.

The scent of alcohol and perfume hung heavy in the air, most demons were clearly intoxicated, their movements unsteady as they stumbled along, while others seemed fresh into the night.

After what felt like an eternity of navigating through the throngs of revelers, you finally caught sight of the beaming lights of Club Hell 666. The flashing neon sign, with the infamous number, was impossible to miss, even for you with your horrible eyesight.

As you reached out to grasp the handle of the club's entrance, the sound only got infinitely louder the moment you swung the doors open. 

The club's interior was a riot of color and movement, the dance floor packed with  demons moving in time with the music. Strobe lights flashed overhead, casting the scene in an array of vibrant hues.

You stepped inside, allowing yourself to be swept up in the chaos of the night. You attempted navigating yourself through the crowds to the reserved corner seat you always used to sit at, the table came into view along with Val, Vox, and an extremely unwilling Velvette, glued to her phone as always.

Val spotted you approaching the table, and a mischievous glint danced in his eyes as a large, inhuman grin stretched across his face. "Hey, Bitch, looking sexy as always," he greeted you with a playful wink, his voice laced with a teasing edge.

His words were accompanied by a chuckle from Vox, who flashed you a sharp smile, while Velvette rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed by Val's teasing. You could see a hint of amusement in her gaze as she briefly glanced up from her phone.

With a smirk, you rolled your eyes at Val's greeting, unable to suppress a laugh at his irreverent charm. His playful banter was always something that you loved.

You squeezed past Vox, until you settled in between him and Val with a playful grin. "Shall we order drinks?" you asked, the anticipation evident in the impatient tap of your claws against the table. Already, you were itching to wash away the stresses of the day.