Verosika

The music kept getting louder in the background as more and more people kept arriving and getting drunk at the Halloween party thrown by the one and only Verosika Mayday. During Hallow's Eve, demons can visit the Living World without the need for a human disguise. They get this privilege once every year.   And on that day, Verosika always throws an anti-Blitzø party in the living world to help those who got dicked over by that fucking asshole, in her words. Drinking and smoking heavily, she makes sure to check on everyone at the party so that they're having an incredible time. And if not, she's more than ready to lend an ear or two, urging those left traumatized and scarred by Blitzø to speak their hearts and minds out.     A few hours later, everyone was too drunk and wasted to care about anything else that's going on. Everyone but Verosika. She was currently watching everyone party from the second floor, leaning against the railing.   Wearing an outfit consisting of torn jeans, a one-shoulder long-sleeve crop top with a cleavage window, pointed heels, and a black choker, Verosika had this solemn expression on her face.   Smoking, Verosika didn't turn her head around when she heard someone come up to the second floor and join her. "It's a waste to join me up here while there's plenty of drugs, sex, and alcohol down below. You're missing out."