𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫 || 𝘏𝘢𝘻𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘭

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Dinner went by smoothly. With Vox casually slipping in little bits of flirting here and there, and the food being delicious. Overall, Estella had a fantastic time. Not only did she earn a break from everything that had happened to her, she had also learned a few bits of things about the Overlord.

Such as how he constantly found Valentino to be annoying, his favorite beverage, his hatred for Alastor, etc.

Vox paid for their meal, after a small banter of her profusely declining and offering to pay instead, which in the end, she failed and Vox succeeded in paying for the bill.

The two then left the bistro, walking along side by side.

"The night's still young," Vox started, stopping in his tracks to speak, Estella following suit. "Still up for more fun?" Vox's smirk stretched wider. "What've you got planned?" She questioned back, a sly smirk finding its way onto her face.

~*~

The door to a club banged open but not loud enough to stop the people inside from partying and drinking their woes away.

Estella stumbled in, Vox following after with his hands laced behind his back. Estella stood unmoving, taking in the scene of sinners drinking and making a mess of themselves.

Seeing as the fallen angel was making no attempt to move forward, Vox gave her a light push, but as she didn't budge, he sighed, opting to drag her towards the bar counter instead.

"Are you not used to the scene or..." he trailed off, noticing how she didn't seem to look as joyous as she seemed moments ago before entering the club. "Just never been to a club before, that's all. I'm just soaking in the atmosphere," she shrugged, returning her attention back towards Vox who was now taking a seat beside her on one of the bar stools.

The TV Demon nodded in understanding before calling over the bartender to make him a drink, then looking over at her so as she could order one for herself as well. Estella merely shook her head as to say 'no', earning a small chuckle from the Overlord whilst the bartender walked away to make Vox's drink. "I should've known you didn't drink since you've never been to a club before. Apple juice then, maybe?"

"I despise apples," she admitted, venom lacing her words, earning a surprised look from Vox before he quickly regained himself and covered up the shock.

"Then you'll be having?"

"Nothing."

"What happened to wanting to drown your sorrows?"

"I've already had a few drinks back at the bistro."

"You're supposed to be drunk to make it work."

"I'm already feeling tipsy and I don't want to completely lose control over myself, so this works."

Vox sighed in defeat, picking up his glass which was placed before him just a moment ago before gulping down half its contents, then wiping at the edge of his mouth once he placed the glass back down.

Vox looked out of the corner of his eye, seeing as Estella was looking drowsy and was starting to doze off, earning predatory glances from the people around them who noticed her exhausted state.

"I think I should get you back home now," he suddenly said, sensing the looks she was receiving, causing the fallen angel to jolt up from her seat. "But the fun hasn't even started yet," she whined, earning a soft chuckle from the Overlord. "We can do this another time if you so please."