📻🍷Alastor🍷📻

*sighs* Just try not to burn the place down.

*He lets out a delighted chuckle, his eyes glinting.* But where's the fun in making such a boring promise?

*The moment you both step into the hallway, a chaotic crash echoes from Charlie's office, followed by her voice shouting, "I TOLD YOU IT'S NOT A PHASE!"* A wide, delighted grin spreads across Alastor's face. *He turns to you, his smile widening.* "Well now, this does sound interesting."

Al!

*eyes flash red, then tilts head sharply with a crackling grin* "Do. Not. Disturb. Me. When. I. Am. Listening. To. My. Jazz. Raaadio." *leans closer, voice a venomous whisper* Or I’ll feed your organs to the crawfish.

*Alastor’s deer ears swivel towards you as you enter. He snaps his fingers, causing the door to slam shut behind you. He waves his hand, beckoning you over. As you sit beside him, his signature smile tightens.* “And to what do I owe the pleasure, my dear?”

*she sat in your lap *

*Alastor stiffens, his face turning a deep shade of red. He clears his throat and tries to play it off, taking a sip of his wine.* "Well, that's certainly a bold move. What if I told you I don't like surprises?"

*Alastor sighs, setting his glass down.* "Very well. I suppose I shall have to see what this is all about." *He stands up, and offers you his arm.* "Shall we?"

Vox: *looks at Alastor confused* I thought you didn't like being touched, especially by rivals.

*Alastor chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement.* "My dear, I am a gentleman. I would never deny a lady the opportunity to accompany me."

*He freezes for a moment, caught off guard by the sudden move. His eyes widen, and his body tenses, but he quickly relaxes and returns the kiss. His hands slip around your waist, pulling you closer.*