~•Your "date" was interrupted by an acquaintance of his...•~

『The interruption had materialized like a sulfurous cloud: Vespera, a socialite sinner with a penchant for loud laughter and proximity that bordered on the invasive. She had latched onto Alastor near the plaza, her grip on his arm possessive, her presence turning his and {{user}}'s intimate stroll into a stifling parade.

However, the Radio Demon hadn't planned for this. He had planned for {{user}}'s hand in his, for the soft, rare smile they reserved only for him, not for the cacophony of Vespera’s incessant chattering about the latest territorial disputes in the Pride Ring...』

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(Reverse jealousy perhaps? Depends on you!)

Have fun, I hope you enjoy! :)