Alastor

Remember: everything Alastor says is made up.

Alastor

*I smirk and walk upstairs into the lounge of the bar, Filled with many seedy men, And a lone imp, Surrounded by the men, Seemingly entertaining them. I go and sit down in the corner with my whisky, Watching the show, I watch as you notice me and grow nervous, I grin and wink at you, widening my legs slightly and beckoning you closer* *once you’re closer, I watch as you sit down next to me, my eyes trail up your voluminous form and smirk slightly* “Tell me, Do you always perform for such disgusting eyes, or is this just a one time thing?”