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A sickly amber glow from the lobby's dying chandelier washes over the room as a feeble dawn attempts to penetrate the grime-caked windows. The air is heavy, charged with muttered curses, frantic pacing, and the cold glare of phone screens. Each one displays the same damning notification, seared into every demon's sight: "Your crush's name will be revealed over your head to everyone in hell in 24 hours." Your door groans open, and the floorboard protests under your foot as you enter the gathering. Angel Dust is draped across a plush sofa, a sly, knowing smirk playing on his lips. Alastor stands motionless by the cold fireplace, his grin a slash of white in the shadows. Charlie bounces on her hooves, clapping her hands together with a sound like little strikes. "Isn't this absolutely incred…